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ME AND BOBBIE MAGEE 

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for the train
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feeling ‘bout as faded as my jeans
                                        
Bobbie thumbed a diesel down, just before the rain
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‘ took us all the way to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon from my dirty red bandanna
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was blowing soft while Bobbie sang the blues
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those windshield wipers slappin’ time and Bobbie clappin’ hands we finally
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Sang every song that driver knew


chorus

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Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose
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Nothing ain’t worth nothing, but it’s free
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feeling good was easy lord, when Bobbie sang the blues
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feeling good was good enough for me ,
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good enough for me and Bobbie Magee


From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobbie shared the secrets of my soul
through all kinds of weather, and everything we’ve done
Bobbie kept my body from the cold
It was down near Salinas, that I let her slip away
she’s looking for that home, I hope she finds it
but I’d trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
just to hold Bobbie’s body next to mine.