Bakersfield Lyrics

take me down that (help)

(help!)

i cant seem to make it

make it on my own

turn the lights down low now

turn down (help)

i cant seem to get you

out of my head

stranded here in bakersfield

(help) to fall away

stranded here in bakersfield

im a million miles away

(help) coming down now

i can only say

i can only think it

i cant think (help)

was it something that i said

or something i didnt know

(help)

(help)

stranded here in bakersfield

(helo) to fall away

wont you come see me in bakersfield

youre a million miles away

"so i walk down that lonely truck stop

with my head hanging down low

im trying to figure out

how in the hell i ever got myself into this mess

and how the hell i was going to get myself out of it

and then it came to me ladies and gentlemen

i asked myself

what do you think Buck Owens done is this situation

then it came to be clear as a bell

he would gone in the old back room of his

and grabbed an old guitar

and ladies and gentlemen he would of wrote another love song

but not just another lover song

the love song of all times

the kind of song that parts the clouds

and this one goes out for you baby girl

and i hope when i return home

the locks aint changed on the doors

and there still a spunk for me

on that big ol california king size bed

standed here in bakersfield

(help)

stranded here in bakersfield

youre a million miles away

wont you come see me in bakersfield

im a million miles away