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Take me down that line
Going to tow that heavy load
I can't seem to make it
To 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
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Stranded here in Bakersfield
So close, yet so far, far away
Stranded here in Bakersfield
You're a million miles away
I feel the heat coming down now
Sweat runs down my face
I can hardly make it girl
Fake 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
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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
I hope when I return home the locks ain't changed on the doors
And there's still a spot on that big ol' California king size bed
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Won't you come see me in Bakersfield
I'm not a million miles away