Well there?s no more smokey bars in California,
There ain?t no wildlife left in Tennessee,
But I keep on living every song I?m singing,
And their trying to put an end to guys like me,
All that?s left in Bakersfield is a jukebox,
And it?s haunted by old songs and memories,
It?s getting hard to find a place to play my guitar,
And their trying to put an end to guys like me,

Well, I?d like to find a place where love surrounds me,
Some town where they don?t mind me hanging around,
A place where life don?t move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past,
Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,
Well, I?m sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
I?m just a California boy with my old guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys like me,

Well, I?d like to find a place where love surrounds me,
Some town where they don?t mind me hanging around,
A place where life don?t move to fast,
And what you are is not a thing of the past,
Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,
Well, I?m sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,
Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,
I?m just a California boy with my old guitar,
And their trying to put and end to guys like me,

Yeah their trying to put an end to guys like me