Bakersfield - Jerrod Niemann

She was born in central California

Just as sweet as the fruit on her daddy's farm

And my best friend said "Man I gotta warn ya

She's a city girl with a little country charm"

We all met up out in San Jos

With the top down we headed for the bay

And with her hair blowin' in the breeze

She leaned and whispered "My name is Tiffany"

But I called her Bakersfield

And it would always make her smile

Don't know where she is today

But she was mine for a while

Every time I drive through the California hills

I find my mind is on Bakersfield

A couple sunsets and mimosa mornings

I got more than my share of kisses on the beach

And Sunday found us too early without warning

She was once in my arms and now she's outta reach

Oh I called her Bakersfield

And it would always make her smile

Don't know where she is today

But she was mine for a while

Every time I drive through the California hills

I find my mind is on Bakersfield

Yeah every time I drive through the California hills

I find my mind is on Bakersfield Bakersfield