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<\/a><\/p>\nBusted flat in Baton Rouge, headin’ for the trains,<\/span> I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana<\/span> Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose,<\/strong> From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun,<\/span> Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,<\/span> Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to lose,<\/strong> \u2666\u00a0\u00a0Gordon Lightfoot \u00a0\u2193<\/strong>\u00a0 (1972)<\/p>\n
\n Feelin’ nearly faded as my jeans.<\/span>
\n Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,<\/span>
\n Took us all the way to New Orleans.<\/span><\/p>\n
\n And was blowin’ sad while Bobby sang the blues,<\/span>
\n With them windshield wipers slappin’ time and<\/span>
\n Bobby clappin’ hands we finally sang up every song t<\/span>hat driver knew.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nAnd nothin’ ain’t worth nothin’ but it’s free,<\/strong>
\nFeelin’ good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues,<\/strong>
\nFeelin’ good<\/strong> was good enough for me,<\/strong>
\nGood enough for me and my Bobby McGee.<\/strong><\/p>\n
\n Bobby shared the secrets of my soul,<\/span>
\n Standin’ right beside me through everythin’ I done,<\/span>
\n And every night she kept me from the cold.<\/span><\/p>\n
\n She was lookin’ for the home I hope she’ll find,<\/span>
\nAnd\u00a0I’d trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,<\/span>
\n Holdin’ Bobby’s body close to mine.<\/span><\/p>\n
\nAnd nothin’ left was all she left to me,<\/strong>
\nFeelin’ good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues,<\/strong>
\nAnd buddy, that was good enough for me.<\/strong>
\nGood enough for me and Bobby McGee.<\/strong><\/p>\n