Karaoke Me And Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge waiting for a train
And I's feeling nearly 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 and of my dirty red bandanna
I was playing soft while
Bobby sang the blues, no
Windshield wipers slapping time
I was holding Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing and nothing honey if it ain't free, no no
And feeling good was easy
Lord when he sang the blues
You know, feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
Hey Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather through everything we done
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas no
I let him slip away
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all of my tomorrow's for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing that's all that
Bobby left me
Well feeling good was easy
Lord when he sang the blues
Hey feeling good was good enough for me, ooh ooh
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
Bobby McGee
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
Bobby McGee
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Ain't no bumb on my Bobby McGee, no
No no no no no no no no
No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no
Hey now my Bobby oh
Bobby McGee, yeah
Lord I'm calling my lover
I'm calling my man
I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can
Come on hey now Bobby no hey now Bobby McGee yeah
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey hey hey
Bobby McGee, Lord
Woah

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