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Busted flat in |
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Baton rouge, headin' for the train |
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Feelin' nearly 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 to |
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New Orleans |
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I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna |
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I was blowin' sad while |
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Bobby sang the blues |
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With them windshield wipers slappin' time |
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And Bobby clappin' hands |
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We finally 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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And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free |
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Feelin' good was easy, |
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Lord, when |
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Bobby sang the blues |
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Buddy, that was good enough for me |
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Good enough for me and |
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Bobby McGee |
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From the coal mines of |
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Kentucky to the |
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California sun |
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Bobby shared the secrets of my soul |
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Standin' right beside me through everything |
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I've doneAnd every night he kept me from the cold |
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Then somewhere near |
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Salinas I let him slip away |
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Lookin' for the home |
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I hope he'll find |
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And I'll 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 he left me, yeah |
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Feelin' good was easy, |
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Lord, when |
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Bobby sang the blues |
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Buddy, that was good enough for me |
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Good enough for me and |
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Bobby McGee |
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Enough for me and |
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Bobby McGee |
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Good enough for me and my |
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Bobby McGee |
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose |
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And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free |
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Feelin' good was easy, |
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Lord, when |
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Bobby sang the blues |
|
Buddy, that was good enough for me |
|
Good enough for me and |
|
Bobby McGee |
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From the coal mines of |
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Kentucky to the |
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California sun |
|
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul |
|
Standin' right beside me through everything |
|
I've doneAnd every night he kept me from the cold |
|
Then somewhere near |
|
Salinas I let him slip away |
|
Lookin' for the home |
|
I hope he'll find |
|
And I'll trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday |
|
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine |
|
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose |
|
Nothin' left is all he left me |
|
Feelin' good was easy, |
|
Lord, when |
|
Bobby sang the blues |
|
Buddy, that was good enough for me |
|
Good enough for me and |
|
Bobby McGee |
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Enough for me and |
|
Bobby McGee |
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Good enough for me and my |
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Bobby McGee, yeah |
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I let him slip away lookin' for the home |
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I hope he finds |
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Enough for me and my |
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Bobby McGee |
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Good enough for me and my |
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Bobby McGee, yeah |
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Good enough for me and my |
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Bobby McGee, yeah |
