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Busted flat in Baton Rouge
And 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
And, I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield whipers slappin' time
And Bobby clappin' hands
We finally sang up every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that 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
I'd trade all 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
Yeah, yeah
Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
La-la la la-la la la la
La-la la la-la
La-la-la-la, me and Bobby McGee
La-la la la-la la la la
La-la la la-la
La-la-la-la, me and Bobby McGee
La-la la la-la la la la
La-la la la-la
La la la-la, me and Bobby McGee
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