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Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Waitin' for a train
And I was feelin' near's faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
And rode us all the way in to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon outta my dirty red bandana
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues, aha
Windshield wipers slapping time
I was holding Bobby's hand in mine
And we sang every song that driver knew

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose
Nothing, well, no nothing, honey, if ain't free, yeah
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

You know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky cole mines
To the California sun
Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather
Through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's a lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
Well, I trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose
Nothing when I saw that Bobby left me
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, mmm-mmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

Lalala...
Bobby McGee, yeah

Lalala...
Bobby McGee

Lalala...
Hey, and my Bobby, Bobby McGee, yeah
Lalala...
Hey, and my Bobby, Bobby McGee, yeah

Lord and I'm calling my lover, I'm calling my man
And I'm calling my lover just the best I can
Come on and my Bobby, Lord, and my Bobby McGee, yeah

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Lalala...
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee!

Lalala...
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee!


Transcribed / Corrected by Mark Coutinho