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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
And I's feelin'near as faded as my j
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eans,
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained.
It rode us all the way to New O
G rleans
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I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was
G7 playin'soft while Bobby sang the
C
blues.
Windshield wipers slapping'time, I was
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holding Bobby's hand and then,
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We sang every song that driver knew
C Freedom's just another word fo
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r nothin'left to lose.
D7 Nothin', don't mean nothin'hon'if it ain't fr
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ee, no no
C Feelin'good was easy Lord, when B
G
obby sang the blues.
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Feelin'good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby Mc
G Gee.
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From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of
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my soul.
through all kinds of weather, through everything we've done
Yea Bobby baby kept me from the
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cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
A7 He's Looking for that home, and I hope he
D
finds it
And I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a
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single yesterday
To be
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holding Bobby's body next to mine.
D Freedom's just another word for
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nothin'left to lose.
E7 Nothin'that's all that Bobby left m
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e, yeah
D Feelin'good was easy, Lord, when B
A
obby sang the blues.
hey
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feelin'good that was good enough for me, mm
Good enough for me and Bobby M
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cGee.
La da da, la da, la da da da da da da
La da da da me and Bobby
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McGee.
La da da da da da da da la da da da da,
La da da da me and Bobby M
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cGee (x3)