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Kristofferson Kris Live At The Philharmonic Me And Bobby Mcgee Busted flat in Baton Rouge; 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, I took my harpoon out of my dirty, red bandana and was blowin' sad, while Bobby sang the blues; With them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands we fin'ly sang up every song that driver new; CHORUS: Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose, and nothin' aint worth nothin' but it's free; Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues; And Buddy, that was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. >From the coalmines 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; And I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday, holdin' Bobby's body next to mine; Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose, and nothin' left was all she left for me; Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues; Feeling good was good enough for me; Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. |
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