Head west young man, that’s what he heard him say
So he loaded up his six-string and he rode away
Thought about Frisco, wound up in west LA
They said San Bernardino’s were the jokers play
Couldn’t see the stars in the Milky Way
Those big city lamps, they were bight as day
Down and out in no time with bills and a hell to pay
He heard San Bernardino’s where the jokers play
Well a few years rode by fast as a light load train
He needed somewhere else ‘cause he was numb to pain
Nothing to lose and a whole lot more to gain
He hit San Bernardino in the pouring rain
Man, he leased a one room flat, bought a rolling tray
There was stillness in his head when he knelt to pray
Found out who he was, now he’s gonna stay
San Bernardino, where the jokers play
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Lyrics submitted by Anna Hansen.