kristofferson kris - "me and bobby mc gee"


Busted flat in Baton Rouge,headin' for the train
Feelin' nearly 's 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 old dirty red bandanna
And was blowing sad while daddy sang the blues
With these windshield wipers slappin' time and
Bobby clappin' hands we finally
sang up every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feeling 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 everyting I've done
Ever night she kept me from the cold

But somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away
Searching for the home I hope she'll find
And I'll trader all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

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