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• Artiste: Gordon Lightfoot
• Titre: Me And Bobby McGee
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge waiting for a train, when I's feelin' as fadded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained It rode us all the way from New Orleans I pulled my harpoon out my dirty red bandanna I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues winsheild wipers slappin' time I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine and we sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose well nothing ain't nothing hun if it ain't free (da da) and feeling good was easy lord when he sang the blues feeling good was good enough for me (da da) good enough ffor me and my Bobby MCGee From the Kentucky cold mines to the California Sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul through all kinds of weather, through everything we'd done My Bobby, baby, kept me from the cold one day a misleading lord I let him slip away he's looking for that home and I hope he finds it well I'd trade enough tomorrows for one single yesterday to be holding Bobby's body next to mine freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose now nothing, well that's all that Bobby left me well feeling good was easy lord when he sang the blues feeling good was good enough for me good enough for me mm hmm and my Bobby MCGee la da da da da (ect) my Bobby McGee la da da da da ect hey don't boss my Bobby MCGee Oh I call him my lover, I call him my man, I'll call him my lover, do the best I can c'mon and my Bobby oh and my Bobby, Bobby McGee lo la lola lo hey hey hey Bobby McGee