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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
When I's
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feelin' near as faded as
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my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
And rode us all the way into New
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Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while
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Bobby sang the
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blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was
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holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
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We sang every song that driver knew
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to
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lose
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Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't
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free
And
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feelin' good was easy, lord, oh,
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when he sang the blues
You know
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feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for
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me and my Bobby
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McGee
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From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of
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my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the
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cold
One day up near Salinas, lo-ord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that
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home and I hope he
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finds it
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one
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single yesterday
To be
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holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
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Freedom's just another word for
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nothin' left to lose
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Nothin', and that's all that Bobby l
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eft me
Well,
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feelin' good was easy, lo-o-
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ord, when he sang the blues
And
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feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby
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McGee yeah
B R I D G E
La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa
La da da da daa dadada Bobby
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McGee-ah
Laa li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa
Laa la laa la daada Bobby
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McGee-ah yeah
La di da, ladida LA dida LA di daa, ladida LA dida LA di daa
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby
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McGee yeah
Lo lo LO lolo LO lo laa, lololo LO lolo LO lolo LO lolo LO la laa
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby
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McGee yeah
Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man
I said I called him my lover, did the best I can
C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby
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McGee, yeah
Lo lo lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord oh
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby
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McGee, lord
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