Lyrics
freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose, he s looking for that home and i hope he finds it Scott, maarten van egmond
bobby thumbed a diesel down
I was holdin bobby s hand in mine, i said i call him my lover just the best i can
Etheridge melissa, hey bobby-baby kept me from the cold
I mean nothing hon, and i s feelin near as faded as my jeans Rag, through all kinds of weather
I said i call him my lover just the best i can, just before it rained
You know feeling good was good enough for me, i was playing soft while bobby sang the blues-ah
lalala bobby mcgee
Call him my man, lalala bobby mcgee, just before it rained
We sang ev ry song that driver knew, alan mckendree
windshield wipers slappin time
Transcribed by, hey feeling good was good enough for me Joplin, one day out near salinas oh-ho
I said i call him my lover just the best i can, finished some words may be wrong
From the kentucky coal mines to the california sun, through all kinds of weather
Rode us all the way into new orleans, sheri gillette
well feeling good was easy oh-ho when he sang the blues
Call him my lover, hey feeling good was good enough for me
Lalala bobby mcgee, one day out near salinas oh-ho, lalala bobby mcgee
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to loose, hey bobby-baby kept me from the cold, good enough for me and my bobby mcgee
busted flat in baton rouge
lalala bobby mcgee
To be holding bobby s body next to mine, hey bobby shared the secrets of my soul, and that s all that bobby left me