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BUSTED FLAT IN BATON ROUGE,
HEADIN FOR THE TRAINS;
FEELIN NEARLY FADED AS MY JEANS,
BOBBY THUMBED A DIESEL DOWN
JUST BEFORE IT RAINED;
TOOK US ALL THE WAY TO NEW ORLEANS.
I TOOK MY HARPON OUT OF MY DIRTY RED BANDANNA
AND WAS BLOWIN' SAD WHILE BOBBY SANG THE BLUES;
_ _ WITH THEM WINDSHIELD WIPERS SLAPPIN TIME
AND BOBBY'S CLAPPIN HANDS WE FINALLY
SANG EVERY SONG THAT DRIVER KNEW
FREEDOM'S JUST ANOTHER WORD FOR NOTHIN LEFT TO LOSE,
NOTHIN' AIN'T WORTH NOTHIN' BUT IT'S FREE;
FEELIN' GOOD WAS EASY, LORD WHEN BOBBY SANG THE BLUES;
AND FEELIN 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;
STANDIN' RIGHT BESIDE ME, LORD
THROUGH EVERYTHING I DONE,
AND EVERY NIGHT SHE KEPT ME FROM THE COLD.
_ _ _ THEN SOMEWHERE NEAR SALINAS, LORD,
I LET HER SLIP AWAY
LOOKIN' FOR THE HOME I HOPE SHE'LL FIND;
_ AND I'D TRADE ALL OF MY TOMORROWS
FOR A SINGLE YESTERDAY
HOLDIN BOBBY'S BODY NEXT TO MINE
FREEDOM'S JUST ANOTHER WORD FOR NOTHIN LEFT TO LOSE,
NOTHIN' AIN'T WORTH NOTHIN' BUT IT'S FREE;
FEELIN' GOOD WAS EASY, LORD WHEN BOBBY SANG THE BLUES;
AND FEELIN WAS GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME,
GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME AND BOBBY MCGEE
ME AND BOBBY MCGEE
BY KRIS KRISTOFFERSON
Dwight
Busted flat in Baton Rouge and heading for the trains
feeling nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
and was blowing sad while Bobby sang the Blues
with them windshield wipers slapping time
and Bobby clapping hands we finally sang up every song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing ain't worth 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 I done
Every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away
searching for the home I hope she'll find
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing left is all she left for me
Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the Blues
Buddy that was good enough for me
good enough for me and Bobby McGee
(Fade out with)
La de da de da de da da La de da de da
La de da da me and Bobby McGee
La de da de da de da da La de da de da
La de da da me and Bobby McGee