Me and Bobby McGee       Kris Kristopherson

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  Busted flat in Baton Rouge,   waitin' for the train
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   feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
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   Bobby thumbed a diesel down     just before it rained
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  Took us all the way into New Orleans

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I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
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I was feeling sad while Bobby sang the blues       with them
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Windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby clappin hands with mine
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We sang up every song that driver knew

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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
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 Nothin' ain't worth nothin'      but it's free
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  feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when Bobby sang the blues
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  feelin' good was good enough for me
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  Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

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From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
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  Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
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  Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done,
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  Every night she kept me from the cold.
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Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
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   Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find.
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And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,
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  Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.
  

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Freedom's just another word for   nothing' left to lose:
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  Nothin' ain't worth nothin'    but it's free
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Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
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Feeling good was good enough for me;
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  Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

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La la la        la la la        la la la     Me and Bobby McGee.
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La la la        la la la        la la la     Me and Bobby McGee.


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