Bakersfield - Son Volt

作词：Jay Farrar

作曲：Jay Farrar

What do you want Where do you find it

You can call it what you will

The sound of heartbreak from a jail cell

Finding work in bar all nights

Jukebox letters and numbers

The burning hearts and starving minds

Souls in pain as if I m punishment

The ways and needs to survive

There s a passion that s put on the line

Money to burn and fortunes to find

Without a claim without a stake

I m living only for today

There will be starts there will be stumbles

Our tongue out on the line to dry

And a piece from wagers of working

And hell breaks loose on Saturday night

Aren t you happy The least it s living

Freedom to choose to stay down

Always a wild wind blowing

Just want a guitar and a radio

In the fields of the valley

The sweet and toil along with the land

No cup of gold no candy mountain

What better place to make a stand