Me and Bobby McGee

by Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster

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Busted flat in Batan Rouge, headed for the trains
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Feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
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Took us all the way to New Orleans

I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
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And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
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Windshield wipers slappin' time 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, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
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    And buddy that was good enough for me
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    Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I done
And every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find
And I'd 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
    And "nothin' left" is all she left for me
    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