Artist. Shakin' Stevens

Title: Me and Bobby McGee

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train

And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained

It rode us all the way into New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah

Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

We sang every song that driver knew, yeah



  Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

  Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no

  And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

  You know, feelin' good was good enough for me

  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee



From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun

There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done

Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away

He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it

But I'd trade all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine



  Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

  Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah

  But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

  Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm

  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee



La-da-da  La-da-da-da  La-da-da da-da da-da

La-da-da da-la-da la-da, Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da-la-da-la-da  La-da-la-da-da

La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da-da  La-da-da La da-da La da-da

La-da-da La da-da La da-da

Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah

Lo-da-lo  da-la-lo-da-la

Lo-da-la-lo  da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la

Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah



Lord, I call him my lover, call him my man

I said I call him my lover, did the best I can, c'mon

Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!



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La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah









Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train

And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained

It rode us all the way into New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah

Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

We sang every song that driver knew, yeah



  Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

  Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no

  And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

  You know, feelin' good was good enough for me

  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee



From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun

There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done

Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away

He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it

But I'd trade all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine



  Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

  Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah

  But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

  Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm

  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee



La-da-da  La-da-da-da  La-da-da da-da da-da

La-da-da da-la-da la-da, Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da-la-da-la-da  La-da-la-da-da

La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da-da  La-da-da La da-da La da-da

La-da-da La da-da La da-da

Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah

Lo-da-lo  da-la-lo-da-la

Lo-da-la-lo  da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la

Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah



Lord, I call him my lover, call him my man

I said I call him my lover, did the best I can, c'mon

Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah

La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord!



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La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah