Busted flat in Baton Rouge

Waitin' for a train

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

Bobby thumbed a diesel down

Just before it rained

It Rode us all the way to New Orleans



I pulled my harpoon

Out of my dirty red bandana

I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah

Windshield wipers slappin' time

I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

We sang every song that driver knew



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

Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no

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

You know, feelin' good was good enough for me

Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee



From the kentucky coal mine

To the California sun

There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather

Through everything we done

Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold



One day up near Salinas, Oh

I let him slip away

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

But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows

For a single yesterday

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine



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

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

But, feelin' good was easy, Oh, when he sang the blues

Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, Mm-hmm

Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee



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La da da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah

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La da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah



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Hey,my Bobby, oh, my Bobby Mcgee, yeah

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