REQ: Lyrics for "Me and Bobby Magee" -- Janis Joplin - Kris Kristoferson
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ME AND BOBBY McGEE
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, heading for the trains, feeling nearly 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, put on my dirty red bandanna and was blowing sad while
Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield wipers slapping time and Bobby clapping hands. We
finally sang up every song that driver knew.
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose. Nothing ain't worth
nothing 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.
Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, ev'ry night she
kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, looking for the
home I hope she'll find.
Now I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, holding Bobby's
body next to mine.
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose, nothing left is all
she left for me.
Ah, but feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. Buddy,
that was good enough for me.
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. La la la la la la la la la. La la la
la la la la la la Bobby McGee.
La la la la la la la la la. La la la la la la la la me and Bobby McGee.
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ME AND BOBBY McGEE
(Kris Kristofferson)
Janis Joplin
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
And rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free
And feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when he sang the blues
You know feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal 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, lo-ord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me
Well, feelin' good was easy, lo-o-ord, when he sang the blues
And feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee yeah
La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa
La da da da daa dadada Bobby McGee-ah
Laa li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa
Laa la laa la daada Bobby McGee-ah yeah
La di da, ladida LA dida LA di daa, ladida LA dida LA di daa
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
Lo lo LO lolo LO lo laa, lololo LO lolo LO lolo LO lolo LO la laa
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man
I said I called him my lover, did the best I can
C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
Lo lo lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord oh
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, lord
Raymond Schmidt
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Name ME AND BOBBY MC GEE
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
heading for the trains,
feeling nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed the Diesel down, just
before it rained,
Took us all to New Orleans.
I took my harpoon out my dirty red bandanna and I
wasblowing sad,
while Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield wipers
slapping time and Bobby clapping hand.
We finely sang up every song
that driver knew.
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose.
Nothing ain't worth nothing, 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 Mc Gee.
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Standing right beside me, Lord,
through ev'rything I done. Every night she kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
looking for the home I'll hope she'll find. And I trade my tomorrows
for a simple yesterday, Holding Bobby's body next to mine.
Freedom's just ...