Social Distortion - Bakersfield Lyrics
Take me down that lineGonna tow that heavy loadI can't seem to make itMake it on my ownTurn the lights down low nowTurn down our bedI can't seem to get youOut of my headStranded here in BakersfieldSo close, yet so far, far awayStranded here in BakersfieldYou're a million miles away, yea, yeaI feel the heat coming down nowSweat runs down my faceI can hardly fake it, girlFake it thru this dayWas it something that I said?Or something I didn't do?Eighteen more hours, girl‘Til I'm home to youStranded here in BakersfieldSo close, yet so far, far awayStranded here in BakersfieldYou're a million miles away, yea, yeaSo I walked out that lonely truck stopWith my head hanging downWondering how in the hell I got myself into this messAnd more importantlyHow I was gonna get myself out of itSo I wrote a song for you, baby girlAnd I hope when I return homeThe locks ain't changed on the doorsAnd there's still a spot for meOn that big ol' California king sized bedStranded here in BakersfieldSo close yet, so far, far awayStranded here in BakersfieldYou're a million miles away, yea, yeaWon't you come see me in Bakersfield?I'm not a million miles away
