Me and Bobby Mc Gee
1. Busted flat in Baton Rouge, heading for the trains,
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feeling nearly faded as my
jeans.
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took us all away to New
Orleans.
I took my harpoon out of my
dirty red bandana
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and was blowing sad while
Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield-wipers
slapping time and
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Bobby clapping hands we finally
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sang up every song that driver
knew.
Freedom`s just another word for
nothing left to lose,
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nothing ain`t worth
nothing, but it`s free.
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Feeling good was easy, Lord, when
Bobby sang the blues.
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And feeling good was good enough for me,
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good enough for me and
Bobby Mc Gee.
2. From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun,
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Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
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and every night she kept me
from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas,
Lord, I let her slip away,
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looking for the home I hope
she`ll find.
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And I`d trade all my tomorrows
for a single yesterday,
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holding Bobby`s body next to
mine. + CHORUS