Bobby McGee.
Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
headin' for the trains,
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
Took us all the way to New Orleans.
Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues,
With the windshield wipers slappin' time and
Bobby clappin' hands we sang up every song
That driver knew.
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose,
And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free,
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues,
And buddy, that was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
From the coalmines of
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul,
Standin' right beside me through everythin' I done,
And every night she kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
She was lookin' for the home I hope she'd find,
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,
Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine.
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Bobby McGee.
A Busted flat in Baton
Rouge, headin' for the trains,
Feelin' nearly faded as my E jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
Took us all the way to New A Orleans.
Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the D blues,
With the windshield wipers slappin' time and
A
Bobby clappin' hands we E sang up every song
That driver A knew.
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D
Freedom's just another word for A nothin' left to
lose,
And E
nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's A free,
D
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when A Bobby sang the
blues,
And E
buddy, that was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and Bobby McAGee.
A From the coalmines of
Bobby shared the secrets of my E soul,
Standin' right beside me through everythin' I done,
And every night she kept me from the A cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
She was lookin' for the home I hope she'd D find,
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for a A single yesterday,
E Holdin'
Bobby's body close to A mine.
Chorus