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    Leann Rimes Me &Amp; Bobby Mcgee текст песни

    Me &Amp; Bobby Mcgee

    Busted flat it Baton Rouge, waitin’ for a train
    When I was feelin’ nearly as faded as my jeans
    Well, Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
    Rode us all the way to New Orleans.
    Well, I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
    I was playin’ soft while Bobby sang the blues
    Windshield wipers slappin’ time
    I’s holding Bobby’s hand in mine
    We sang every song that driver knew.
    Freedom’s just another word
    For nothin’ left to lose
    And nothin’ ain’t worth nothin’
    But it ain’t free
    Feelin’ good was easy, Lord
    When he sang the blues
    You know, feeling good was good enough for me
    Good enough for me and by Bobby McGee.
    From the Kentucky coalmine to the California Sun
    Where Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
    Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
    Yea, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
    Then one day near Salinas, Lord
    I let him slip away
    He’s looking for that home and I hope he finds it
    Yea, I’d trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday
    To be holdin’ Bobby’s body next to mine.
    Freedom’s just another word
    For nothin’ left to lose
    And nothin’ ain’t worth nothin’
    But it ain’t free
    Feelin’ good was easy, Lord
    When he sang the blues
    You know, feeling good was good enough for me



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