Bakersfield Take me down that line Gonna tow that heavy load I can’t seem to make it Make it on my own Turn the lights down low now Turn down our bed I can’t seem to get you Out of my head Stranded here in Bakersfield So close, yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You’re a million miles away, yea, yea I feel the heat coming down now Sweat runs down my face I can hardly fake it, girl Fake it thru this day Was it something that I said? Or something I didn’t do? Eighteen more hours, girl ‘Til I’m home to you Stranded here in Bakersfield So close, yet so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You’re a million miles away, yea, yea So I walked out that lonely truck stop With my head hanging down Wondering how in the hell I got myself into this mess And more importantly How I was gonna get myself out of it So I wrote a song for you, baby girl And I hope when I return home The locks ain’t changed on the doors And there’s still a spot for me On that big ol’ California king sized bed Stranded here in Bakersfield So close yet, so far, far away Stranded here in Bakersfield You’re a million miles away, yea, yea Won’t you come see me in Bakersfield? I’m not a million miles away
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 03:33:19 +0000
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