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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 out of my dirty red bandanna
And was blowing soft while Bobby sang the blues
With the windshield wipers slapping time, and Bobby clapping hands
We finally sang out every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing ain't worth nothing but it is free
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that 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 the Lord
Through everything I'd done
And every night he kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
Looking for the home I hope he'll find
And I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing left is all he left for me
Feeling 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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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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Good enough for me and Bobby
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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