Me and Bobby Mc Gee viking cowboy cover

Kris Kristofferson cover Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin for the trains, Feelin nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, Took us all the way to New Orleans. I Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana And was blowin sad while Bobby sang the blues, With them windshield wipers slappin time and Bobby clappin hands we finally sang up every song That driver knew. Freedom s just another word for nothin left to lose, And nothin ain t worth nothin but it s free, Feelin good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues, And buddy, that was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee. From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul, Standin right beside me through everythin I done, And every night she kept me from the cold. Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, She was