Social Distortion "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 Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |