Bakersfield -

And we’re glad you came

It’s good to see you here again

For the hundredth time

I can’t believe you haven’t changed

But back in Arkansas, we must have thought that we were kings

But this is Bakersfield, and now it doesn’t mean a thing

There was the whippoorwill

I swear I’ve never heard one out here

And the sky has changed

We have lost our Milky Way

But back in Arkansas, every hour a shooting star

But this is Bakersfield, and this, another lousy bar

And I can’t believe we’ve come this far

And I’m worried about the car and about the rain

We got taken on this bag of weed

And I taste another seed, so let’s go home

And we made it here

I can’t believe we made it past Needles

So let’s have a beer

We don’t be buying nothing for a while

But things are better now that I can finally stretch my wings

And this is Bakersfield, and you’ve become my everything