by Kris Kristhoperson
Intro B - 4 bars
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| Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train |
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| Feelin' nearly faded as my | jeans |
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| Took us all the way to New | Orleans |
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| I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna |
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| And was blowing sad while | Bobby sang the | blues |
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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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| From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun |
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| Bobby shared the secrets of my soul |
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| And every night she kept me from the cold |
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| Then somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away |
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| Lookin' for the home | I hope she'll find |
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| For a | single yesterday |
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| Holdin' Bobby's body next to min | e |
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| Freedom's just another word for | nothin' left to lose |
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| Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's | free |
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| Feeling good was easy Lord when | Bobby sang the blues |
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| Feeling good was good enough for me |
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| Good enough for me and Bobby | McGee |
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| La La La La La Dee Da |
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| La La La La La La La Dee D | a |
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| La La La La La Dee Da |
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| Me and Bobby Mc | Gee |
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| La La La La La Dee Da |
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| La La La La La La La Dee D | a |
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| La La La La La Dee Da |
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| Me and Bobby Mc | Gee |