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Busted flat in baton rouge, headin' for the trains, Schwarz Weiss Folie Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, Took us all the way to new orleans. Siena Toskana 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 Adventskalender basteln Bobby clappin' hands we finally sang up every song That driver knew. Leverkusen-Schlebusch 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, schweizerhof kitzbühel And buddy, that was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my bobby mcgee. Online-Spiele From the coalmines of kentucky to the california sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul, Standin' right beside me through everythin' i done, Kommunionsfeier Köln And every night she kept me from the cold. The somewhere near salinas, lord, i let her slip away, She was lookin' for the love i hope she'll find, Well i'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, Holdin' bobby's body close to mine.
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose, And nothin' left was all she left to me, Feelin' good was easy, lord, when bobby sang the blues, And buddy, that was good enough for me. Good enough for me and bobby mcgee.
