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Bill Haley & His Comets

Me And Bobby McGee

 

Me And Bobby McGee

(album: Rock Around The Country - 1971)


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 my 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 out of 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 my Bobby McGee

From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything 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 hope she'll find
And 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
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
And buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

La la la...
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee...

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