LYRICS
Busted flat in Baton Rouge
and headin' for a train,
feelin' nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
just before it rained.
Took us all the way to New Orleans.
So, I took my harpoon
out of my dirty red bandana
With them windshield wipers flappin' time
and Bobby clappin' hands,
we finally sang every song the driver knew.
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Freedom 's just another word
for nothing left to lose
and nothin' ain't worth nothin
but it's free.
Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
when Bobby sang the blues.
Feelin' good was good enough for me;
good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
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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 late at night
she'd keep me from the cold.
Then, somewhere near Salinas, Lord,
I let her slip away
searchin' for the hoped she'd find.
And I'd give all my tomorrows
for a single yesterday
holdin' Bobby's body close to mine
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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 Me and Bobby McGee
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Feelin' good was good enough for me;
good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
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Frank McKinnon:
Vocals
Guitar
Bass Guitar
Percussion
Piano Keyboard Synthesizer (Harmonica)
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