Verse 1: What's that sound from the past still with us today Sounds like the Bakersfield Tracks are here to stay Rooted in the SoCal sound decades ago The chords, the vibe it’s impossible to replace…ya’ know Chorus: That Bakersfield sound still rolls tonight Through neon bars and Saturday lights Telecasters cuttin’ through the smoke Playin’ loud for the workin’ folk From the coastlines down to Nashville town Ain’t nobody ever held it down Like those rebels turnin’ amps up loud Yeah that Bakersfield sound Verse 1: Bakersfield was a Telecaster town Turned old country upside down Loud guitars and hard-earned pay Blue-collar songs for Saturday Chorus: That Bakersfield sound still rolls tonight Through neon bars and Saturday lights Telecasters cuttin’ through the smoke Playin’ loud for the workin’ folk From the coastlines down to Nashville town Ain’t nobody ever held it down Like those rebels turnin’ amps up loud Yeah that Bakersfield sound Verse 2: Loud guitars hit like a freight train blast Old Nashville swore it wouldn’t last But the radios lit up coast to coast Saturday nights and highway ghosts… Left a mark ...country music...now boasts Chorus: That Bakersfield sound still rolls tonight Through neon bars and Saturday lights Telecasters cuttin’ through the smoke Playin’ loud for the workin’ folk From the coastlines down to Nashville town Ain’t nobody ever held it down Like those rebels turnin’ amps up loud Yeah that Bakersfield sound Bridge: Raw and reckless, proud and loud Troubadours playin’ to the outlaw crowd! Verse 3: Fender twang and a backbeat drum Blue-collar kids knew where they came from Rebels, pickers, drifters too Chasin’ songs like dreamers do Honky-tonks packed wall to wall Hearin’ those renegades give it all Final Chorus: Trends come and go but this still lasts You still hear Bakersfield in every outlaw track That Bakersfield sound still rolls tonight Through neon bars and Saturday lights Telecasters cuttin’ through the smoke Playin’ loud for the workin’ folk From the coastlines down to Nashville town Ain’t nobody ever held it down Like those rebels turnin’ amps up loud Yeah that Bakersfield sound
