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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,
and was blowin' hot
while Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield wipers
flappin' time
and Bobby clappin' hands,
we finally sang
every song the driver knew.

REFRAIN:
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.

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 home
I hoped she'd find.
And I'd give all my tomorrows
for a single yesterday
holdin' Bobby's body
close to mine.

REFRAIN

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

REFRAIN

Feelin' good was
good enough for me;
good enough for me
and Bobby McGee.

MP3 Copy of Studio Recording,
Recorded in 2022

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[MP3 Copy of Studio Recording]

Frank McKinnon:
Vocals
Guitar
Bass Guitar
Percussion