Me And Bobby McGee
Kris Kristofferson

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train, 
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Feeling nearly faded as my jeans, 
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Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained, 
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Took us all the way to New Orleans. 
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I took my harp out of my dirty red bandanna, 
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I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues, 
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Windshield wipers slappin' time, 
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Bobby clappin' hands in mine, 
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We sang up every song that driver knew. 

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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do. 
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Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free.
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Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 
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Feelin' good was good enough for me, 
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 
 
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From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, 
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Bobby shared the secrets of my soul, 
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Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, 
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Bobby's body kept me from the cold. 
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Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, 
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Lookin' for that home, I hope she finds it, 
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And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday 
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Holding Bobby's body close to mine. 

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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do. 
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Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free.
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Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 
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Feelin' good was good enough for me, 
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 


La-De-Da Verse with

Lord, I called her my lover, I called her my girl 

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

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

La-De-Da on out of here