Bakersfield Lyrics - Hard Times And Nursery Rhymes - Social Distortion

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 

You're so close yet so far, far away 

Stranded here in Bakersfield 

You're a million miles away, yeah 

I feel the heat coming down now, sweat runs down my face 

I can hardly make it go, take it through 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 

You're so close yet so far, far away 

Stranded here in Bakersfield 

You're a million miles away, yeah 

So I walk 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 going to 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 size bed 

Stranded here in Bakersfield 

You're so close yet so far, far away 

Stranded here in Bakersfield 

You're a million miles away, yeah 

Won't you come see me in Bakersfield? 

Ooh, I'm not a million miles away, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah