I came here looking for something I couldn't find anywhere else I don't want to be nobody Just want a chance to be myself I've done a thousand miles of thumbing Yes, I've worn blisters on my heels Trying to find me something better On the streets of Bakersfield You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care, that's how I feel How many of you that sit and judge me Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? Spent some time in San Francisco Spent a night there in a can They threw this drunk man in my jail cell I took fifteen dollars from that man I left him my watch and my old house key I don't like folks thinking that I'd steal Then I thanked him as he was sleeping And I headed out for Bakersfield You don't know me, but you don't like me You say you care, that's how I feel How many of you that sit and judge me Ever walked the streets of Bakersfield? *