Me and Bobby McGee by Janis Joplin

Verse 1

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                    Busted flat in Baton Rouge waitin' for a train
                  
                    Feelin' nearly faded as my 
                  
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                    jeans
                  
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                    Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
                  
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                    Rode us all the way to New Or-
                  
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                    leans 
                  
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                    I 
                  
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                    pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
                  
                    I was 
                  
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                    playin' soft while Bobby sang the 
                  
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                    blues
                  
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                    Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was 
                  
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                    holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
                  
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                    We sang every song that driver 
                  
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                    knew

Chorus 1

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                    Freedom's just another word for 
                  
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                    nothin' left to lose,
                  
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                    Nothin' don't mean 
                  
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                    nothin' if it ain't 
                  
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                    free.
                  
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                    Feelin' good was easy, Lord, 
                  
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                    when he sang the blues.
                  
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                    Feelin' good was good enough for me
                  
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                    Good enough for me and Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee
                  
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Verse 2

                    
                    From the 
                  
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                    Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
                  
                    Bobby shared the secrets of my 
                  
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                    soul.
                  
                    Through 
                  
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                    all kinds of weather, through everything we done,
                  
                    Hey, 
                  
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                    Bobby's body kept me from the 
                  
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                    cold 
                  
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                    One 
                  
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                    day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
                  
                    He's 
                  
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                    lookin' for that home and I hope he 
                  
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                    finds it.
                  
                    But I'd 
                  
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                    trade all my tomorrows for one 
                  
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                    single yesterday,
                  
                    To be 
                  
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                    holdin' Bobby's body next to 
                  
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                    mine

Chorus 2

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                    Freedom's just another word for 
                  
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                    nothin' left to lose
                  
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                    Nothin', that's 
                  
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                    all that Bobby left 
                  
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                    me, yeah
                  
                    But 
                  
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                    feelin' good was easy, Lord, 
                  
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                    when he sang the blues
                  
                    Hey 
                  
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                    feelin' good was good enough for 
                  
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                    me, mm-hmm
                  
                    Good enough for me and my Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee

Verse 3

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                    La da da...
                  
                    Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee, yeah
                  
                    La da da da da da da...
                  
                    Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee, yeah
                  
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                    La da La la da...
                  
                    Hey, my Bobby, Oh, my Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee, yeah
                  
                    La la la la...
                  
                    Hey, my Bobby Oh, my Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee, yeah

Bridge

                    
                    Well, 
                  
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                    I call him my lover, call him my man
                  
                    I said, I call him my lover did the best I can, c'mon
                  
                    Hey now, Bobby now
                  
                    Hey now, Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee, yeah
                  
                    Woo
                  
                    La da, 
                  
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                    la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la la
                  
                    Hey, hey, hey Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee, yeah

Solo

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Outro

                    
                    La da, 
                  
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                    la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la
                  
                    Hey, hey, hey, Bobby Mc-
                  
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                    Gee, yeah
                  
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