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Busted flat in Baton Rouge and heading for the trains
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Feeling nearly faded as my jeans
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Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
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Took us all the way to New Orleans
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I took 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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With them windshield wipers slapping time
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And Bobby clapping hands we sang up every song that driver knew
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Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
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Nothing ain't worth nothing if it ain't 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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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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Standing right beside me Lord through everything I done
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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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Searching for the home I hope she'll find
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And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
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Holding Bobby's body next to mine
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Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
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Nothing left is all she left for me
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Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the Blues
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It was good enough for me
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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