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ME AND BOBBY MCGEE (Kris Kristofferson) Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train Feeling near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before a rain Rode us all the way to New Orleans I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues With the windshield wipers slapping time And Bobby holdin' hands with mine We sang up every song that driver knew Cho: Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose Nothing don't mean nothing but it's free Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues Feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything we done Every night she kept me from the cold One day near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away Lookin' for that home I hope she finds, I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday Holding Bobby's body next to mine Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose Nothing left is what she left for me; Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues Feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee @travel @music filename[ BOBBYMCG JY |
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