Demo (Take 5) 20 07 1970
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S130 is not on. Not that I'm playin' that great but still in all I oughta be able to hear it, y'know what I mean ?
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Are you hearing it now ?
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No. Now. It's too loud. I can't play that good. Am I havin' some of that Texas accent back ?
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I hope so.
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But I always sound like this, man, I hear myself on tape I always sound like this.
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Take 5.
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God! Shall I start that way ? Ready ?
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Over to you baby.
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
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And I's feelin' nearly as faded as my jeans.
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Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
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It rode us all the way in to New Orleans.
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I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
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An' I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah.
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Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
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We sang every song that driver knew.
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Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
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Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free.
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Yeah, an' feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
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You know feeling good was good enough for me, hmm mm,
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Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
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From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
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Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
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Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done,
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Said Bobby baby, he kept me from the cold.
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One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
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But he was lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it.
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But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
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To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.
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Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose,
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Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah.
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Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
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I said feeling good was good enough for me, hmm mm,
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It's good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
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Bobby McGee.
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Bobby McGee.
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Bobby McGee, yeah.
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Hey now Bobby McGee, yeah.
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Hell, I'm calling my lover, calling my man,
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I said I'm calling my lover, I do the best I can,
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I said now c'mon,Bobby now, come on Bobby McGee, yeah.
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Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy Lord
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Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah!
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That's when somebody else has to take over.
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Me & Bobby Mc Gee
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| Janis Joplin |
