ME AND BOBBY McGEE (Kris Kristofferson) # 032 – 1

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train

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When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained

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And rode us all the way into New Orleans

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I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

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I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues

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Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

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We sang every song that driver knew

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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

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Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free

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And feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when he sang the blues

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You know feelin' good was good enough for me

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Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

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From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun

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Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done

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Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold

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One day up near Salinas, lo-ord, I let him slip away

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He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it

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Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday

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To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

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Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me

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Well, feelin' good was easy, lo-o-ord, when he sang the blues

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And feelin' good was good enough for me

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Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee yeah

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La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa

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La da da da daa dadada Bobby McGee-ah

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Laa li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa

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Laa la laa la daada Bobby McGee-ah yeah

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Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man

I said I called him my lover, did the best I can

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C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah

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Lo lo lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord oh

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Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, lord

D A

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

E7 A

Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me

D A

Well, feelin' good was easy, lo-o-ord, when he sang the blues

E7

And feelin' good was good enough for me

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Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee yeah