Testo Me And Bobby McGee

Busted flat in baton rouge, waiting for a train I?m feeling nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained It rode us all the way to new orleans I pulles my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna I was playing soft while bobby sang the blues Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding bobby?s Hand in mine We sang every song the driver new Freedom is just another word for nothing left to , lose Nothing don?t mean nothing honey it ain?t free now And feeling good was easy, lord, when he sang the blues You know feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee From the kentucky coal mines to the california sun Hey, bobby shared the secrets of my soul Though all kinds of weather, though everything what we?ve done hey, bobby baby kept me from the cold one day up near salinas, lord, I let him slip away he?s looking for that home and I hope he find it but I?d trade all of my tomorrows for one singel yesterday to be holding bobby?s body next to mine Freedom is just another word for nothing left to, lose Nothing, that?s all that bobby left me, yeah but feeling good was easy, lord, when he sang the blues hey, feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee Lalala lalalalala lalala lalalalala lalala lala... I?m calling my lover, calling my man I said I?m calling my lover just the best I can C?mon, where is bobby now, where is bobby mcgee