|(320033) (xx0033) | |   Busted flat_ in Baton Rouge_  headin' for_ the train_   Feeling nearly faded_ as_ my jeans_                  Bobby thumbed_ a die_-sel down_  just before_ it_ rained_   Took us all_ the way_ to New Or_    -leans_                                I took my har-poon out of my dirty red_ ban_-danna_ And was blowing sad_ while Bobby sang_ the blues_   With those_ windshield wipers slapping time_ and_  Bobby clapping hands_ We finally sung up every song_ that driver knew!_                Freedom just_ ano_-ther word_  for_  nothing left_ to lose_      Nothin' ain't_ worth nothin'_ but it's_ free_                Feelin' good_ was ea_-sy Lord_ when_  Bobby sang the Blues_   Feelin' good_ was good_ enough_  for me_             Good enough_ for me_ and Bobby Mc_ Gee_          (xx2220) From the coal mines_ of_ Ken_ -tucky_  to the Ca_-lifor_ -nia sun_   Bobby shared_ the secrets_ of_  my_ soul_                    Standing right_ beside_ me Lord_  through_  everything_ I've_ done_   Every night she_ kept me_ from    the cold__           Then somewhere_ near_ Salinas Lord_ I_  let her_ slip_ away_   Searching for_ the home_  I heard_  she        owned_      And I'd_ give all_ my_ tomorrows_  for a sin_-gle_ yes-terday_      Holding Bobby's_ body_ close_ to mine_            Freedom just_ ano_-ther word_  for_  nothing left_ to lose_      Nothin' ain't_ worth nothin'_ but it's_ free_            Feelin' good_ was ea_-sy Lord_ when_  Bobby sang_ the Blues_   Feelin' good_ was good_ enough_  for me_             Good enough_ for me_ and Bobby Mc_ Gee_            La la na_  na na_  na na_  na!  La la na_  na na!   La la na_  na me and Bobby Mc Gee!_                La la na_  na na_  na na_  na!  La la na_  na na!   La la na_  na me_ and Bobby Mc Gee!_