Well there's no more smokey bars in California
There ain't no wild life left in Tennessee
But I keep on livin' every song I'm singing
And they're tryin' to put an end to guys like me
All that's left in Bakersfield is a jukebox
I'd like to find a place where love surrounds me
Some town where they don't mind me hangin' around
A place where life don't move too fast
And what you are is not a thing of the past
Where you can land your dreams on solid ground
Well I'm sittin' on a barstool down on Broadway
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REPEAT VERSE 3
Yeah they're tryin' to put an end to guys like me