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Busted flat in Baton RougeWaitin' for the trainFeelin' nearly faded as my jeansBobby thumbed a diesel downJust before it rainedRode us all the way to New OrleansI pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna And was playing softWhile Bobby sang the bluesWith them windshield wipers slappin' time I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mineWe sang every song that driver knewFreedom's just another word for nothin' left to loseNothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free Feelin' good was easy, Lord, When he sang the bluesAnd feelin' good was good enough for meGood enough for me and Bobby McGee From Kentucky coal minesTo the California sunBobby shared the secrets of my soulThrough all kinds of weather, LordThrough everything I doneBobby baby kept me from the coldSongtexteThen somewhere near Salinas, LordI let him slip awayLookin' for the home I hope he'll find itAnd I'd trade all of my tomorrowsFor one single yesterdayHoldin' Bobby's body next to mineFreedom's just another word for nothin' left to loseNothin' left is all that Bobby left me Feelin good was easy, LordWhen he sang the bluesAnd buddy, that was good enough for meGood enough for me and Bobby McGee Aus Songtexte Mania