Kris Kristofferson - Me and Bobby Mcgee

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for a train   
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feelin' near as 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 took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana   
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And was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues.   
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With them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' time, we fin'lly   
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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, 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 my Bobby McGee.   
   
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From the coal mines of Kentuckyto 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'd 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 and 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 nothin' left to lose.   
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Nothin' left is all she left for me.  
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Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.   
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Buddy, that was good enough for me,   
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.   
   
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La da da, la da, la da da da da da da   
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La da da da me and Bobby McGee.   
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La da da da da da da da la da da da da,  
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La da da da me and Bobby McGee   
   
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La da da, la da, la da da da da da da da  
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La da da da me and Bobby McGee.   
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La da da da da da da, la da da da da,  
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La da da da me and Bobby McGee.  
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