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busted flat in baton rouge, waitin' for the train, feelin' nearly faded as my jeans, bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained, rode us all the way to new orleans, i pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, and was playing soft, while bobby sang the blues, with them windshield wipers slappin' time, i was holdin' bobby's hand in mine, we sang every song that driver knew, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose, nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free, feelin' good was easy, lord, when he sang the blues, and feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and bobby mcgee, from kentucky coal mines, to the california sun, bobby shared the secrets of my soul, through all kinds of weather, lord, through everything i done, bobby baby kept me from the cold, then somewhere near salinas, lord, i let him slip away, lookin' for the home i hope he'll find it, and i'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday, holdin' bobby's body next to mine, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose, nothin' left is all that bobby left me, feelin good was easy, lord, when he sang the blues, and buddy, that was good enough for me, good enough for me and bobby mcgee
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Artist: arlo guthrie