BAKERSFIELD

BAKERSFIELD
By: Mike Ness, Social Distortion.

Take me down that line.
Iv’e got a heavy load
I can’t seem to make it on my own
Turn the lights down low
I can’t seem to get you
Get you out of head
Stranded here in Bakersfield,
You seem so close yet far away
Stranded here in Bakersfield,
You’re a million miles away.

I feel the heat comminn down.
Can’t make it through this day.
I can’t hardly fake it
I can’t fce this dayaWas it
something that I said?
Something that I didn’t do?
18 hours more till can be with you.
Stranded here in Bakersfield,
You seem so far away
Stranded here in Bakersfield,
You’re a million miles away.
Will you come be with me in Bakersfield
I am a million years away.

Talking part:
I walked out of that lonely truck stip with my head down, How the fuck did I get into this mess. What would Buck Owens have done? He would have gone home and grabbed that old guitar and wrote a love song, Not just any love song, The one that would make a grown man brake down and cry.

Stranded here in Bakersfield,
You seem so far away
Stranded here in Bakersfield,
You’re a million miles away.
Will you come be with me in Bakersfield
I am a million years away.