| Song | Me and Bobby McGee |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | Don't Know When I'll Be Back Again |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Busted flat in | |
| Baton Rouge, waitin' for the train | |
| And I's feelin' nearly faded as my jeans | |
| Bobby thumbed a diesel down | |
| Just before it rained | |
| They rode us all the way to | |
| New Orleans | |
| I pulled my | |
| Harpoon out | |
| And my dirty red | |
| BandannaI was playin' soft | |
| While Bobby sang the blues | |
| Windshield wipers slappin' time | |
| As holdin' | |
| Bobby's hand in mine | |
| We sang every song that driver knew | |
| Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose | |
| Nothin', don’t mean nothin', honey if it ain't free | |
| And feelin' good was easy | |
| LordWhen he sang the blues | |
| You know feelin' good was good enough for me | |
| Good enough for me, and my | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| From the Kentucky coal mines | |
| To the California sun | |
| Hey, Bobby, shared the secrets of my soul | |
| Through all kinds of weather | |
| Through everything that we done | |
| Hey Bobby, baby, kept me from the cold | |
| One day up near | |
| Salinas, Lord | |
| I let him slip away | |
| He’s looking for that home | |
| And I hope he finds it | |
| But I’d trade all of my tomorrows | |
| For one single yesterday | |
| To be holdin' | |
| Bobby’s body next to mine | |
| Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose | |
| Nothin', that’s all that | |
| Bobby left me, yeah | |
| But feelin' good was easy, | |
| LordWhen he sang the blues | |
| Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, hmm hmm | |
| Good enough for me and my | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| La la la la la, la la la la la | |
| La la la la la, | |
| Bobby McGee la | |
| La la la, la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la la | |
| Hey, now bobby now | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Yeah, na na na na na na na na | |
| Na na na na na na na na na na na | |
| Hey now Bobby now, | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Lord, I’m calling my lover | |
| Calling my man | |
| I said I’m calling my lover just the best | |
| I canC’mon, "Where is Bobby now?" | |
| Where is Bobby | |
| McGee?, yeah | |
| Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| LordHey, hey, hey | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| LordHey, hey, hey | |
| Bobby McGee |
| Busted flat in | |
| Baton Rouge, waitin' for the train | |
| And I' s feelin' nearly faded as my jeans | |
| Bobby thumbed a diesel down | |
| Just before it rained | |
| They rode us all the way to | |
| New Orleans | |
| I pulled my | |
| Harpoon out | |
| And my dirty red | |
| BandannaI was playin' soft | |
| While Bobby sang the blues | |
| Windshield wipers slappin' time | |
| As holdin' | |
| Bobby' s hand in mine | |
| We sang every song that driver knew | |
| Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose | |
| Nothin', don' t mean nothin', honey if it ain' t free | |
| And feelin' good was easy | |
| LordWhen he sang the blues | |
| You know feelin' good was good enough for me | |
| Good enough for me, and my | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| From the Kentucky coal mines | |
| To the California sun | |
| Hey, Bobby, shared the secrets of my soul | |
| Through all kinds of weather | |
| Through everything that we done | |
| Hey Bobby, baby, kept me from the cold | |
| One day up near | |
| Salinas, Lord | |
| I let him slip away | |
| He' s looking for that home | |
| And I hope he finds it | |
| But I' d trade all of my tomorrows | |
| For one single yesterday | |
| To be holdin' | |
| Bobby' s body next to mine | |
| Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose | |
| Nothin', that' s all that | |
| Bobby left me, yeah | |
| But feelin' good was easy, | |
| LordWhen he sang the blues | |
| Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, hmm hmm | |
| Good enough for me and my | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| La la la la la, la la la la la | |
| La la la la la, | |
| Bobby McGee la | |
| La la la, la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la la | |
| Hey, now bobby now | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Yeah, na na na na na na na na | |
| Na na na na na na na na na na na | |
| Hey now Bobby now, | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Lord, I' m calling my lover | |
| Calling my man | |
| I said I' m calling my lover just the best | |
| I canC' mon, " Where is Bobby now?" | |
| Where is Bobby | |
| McGee?, yeah | |
| Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| LordHey, hey, hey | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| LordHey, hey, hey | |
| Bobby McGee |
| Busted flat in | |
| Baton Rouge, waitin' for the train | |
| And I' s feelin' nearly faded as my jeans | |
| Bobby thumbed a diesel down | |
| Just before it rained | |
| They rode us all the way to | |
| New Orleans | |
| I pulled my | |
| Harpoon out | |
| And my dirty red | |
| BandannaI was playin' soft | |
| While Bobby sang the blues | |
| Windshield wipers slappin' time | |
| As holdin' | |
| Bobby' s hand in mine | |
| We sang every song that driver knew | |
| Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose | |
| Nothin', don' t mean nothin', honey if it ain' t free | |
| And feelin' good was easy | |
| LordWhen he sang the blues | |
| You know feelin' good was good enough for me | |
| Good enough for me, and my | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| From the Kentucky coal mines | |
| To the California sun | |
| Hey, Bobby, shared the secrets of my soul | |
| Through all kinds of weather | |
| Through everything that we done | |
| Hey Bobby, baby, kept me from the cold | |
| One day up near | |
| Salinas, Lord | |
| I let him slip away | |
| He' s looking for that home | |
| And I hope he finds it | |
| But I' d trade all of my tomorrows | |
| For one single yesterday | |
| To be holdin' | |
| Bobby' s body next to mine | |
| Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose | |
| Nothin', that' s all that | |
| Bobby left me, yeah | |
| But feelin' good was easy, | |
| LordWhen he sang the blues | |
| Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, hmm hmm | |
| Good enough for me and my | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la | |
| La la la la la | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| La la la la la, la la la la la | |
| La la la la la, | |
| Bobby McGee la | |
| La la la, la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la la | |
| Hey, now bobby now | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Yeah, na na na na na na na na | |
| Na na na na na na na na na na na | |
| Hey now Bobby now, | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Lord, I' m calling my lover | |
| Calling my man | |
| I said I' m calling my lover just the best | |
| I canC' mon, " Where is Bobby now?" | |
| Where is Bobby | |
| McGee?, yeah | |
| Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| LordHey, hey, hey | |
| Bobby McGee | |
| Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, | |
| LordHey, hey, hey | |
| Bobby McGee |