The Bakersfield Sound

The music came from the honky-tonks
From the whiskey and the beer
From love lost and love found
From joy and despair

From ata-boys to fisticuffs
From the wild side of town
The music came from the honky-tonks
The Bakersfield Sound.

They sang about love and working hard
And keeping the family fed
They sang about drinking and one night stands
From the bar-room to bed

A dimly lit bar filled with smoke and hope
Brought joy to those in the field
At Trout’s and the Lucky Spot
Is where “it” happened in Bakersfield

The music came from the honky-tonks
From the whiskey and the beer
From love lost and love found
From joy and despair

From ata-boys to fisticuffs
From the wild side of town
The music came from the honky-tonks
The Bakersfield Sound.

Break

Buck, Merle, Billy; Red and Tommy
Shook the rafters in the Country scene
They added twang and a (whole) lot of drive
Making music, living their dreams

Now, time has changed the look of the land
All the honky-tonks are closed
So long to the Blackboard and Clover Club
Are they coming back? Nobody knows.

The music came from the honky-tonks
From the whiskey and the beer
From love lost and love found
From joy and despair

From ata-boys to fisticuffs
From the wild side of town
The music came from the honky-tonks
The Bakersfield Sound.

The music came from the honky-tonks
The Bakersfield Sound.