Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
waitin' for a train And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby
thumbed a diesel down,
just before it rained It rode us all the way to New Orleans I pulled
my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna I was playin' soft while
Bobby sang the blues, yeah Windshield wipers slappin' time,
I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver
knew Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin',
don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no And,
feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues You know,
feelin' good was good enough for
me Good enough for me and my Bobby Mc
Gee From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun There Bobby
shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather,
through everything we done Yeah,
Bobby baby kept me from the cold One day up near Salinas, Lord,
I let him slip away He's lookin' for that home,
and I hope he finds it But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows,
for a single yesterday To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin',
that's all that Bobby left me, yeah But, feelin' good was easy, Lord,
when he sang the blues Hey,
feelin' good was good enough for me,
mm-hmm Good enough for me and my Bobby Mc
Gee La da da La da da da La da da da da
da da da La da da da da da da da Bobby Mc
Gee, yeah La da da da da da da La da da
da da da da La da da da da da da Bobby Mc
Gee, yeah La da La la da da la da da la da da La
da da da da da da da da Hey, my Bobby Oh, my Bobby Mc
Gee, yeah La la la la la la la la La la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la Hey, my Bobby Oh, my Bobby Mc
Gee, yeah Well, I call him my lover, call him my man I said,
I call him my lover did the best I can,
c'mon Hey now, Bobby now Hey now, Bobby Mc
Gee, yeah Woo La da, la da, la da, la da,
la da, la da, la da, la la Hey, hey, hey Bobby Mc
Gee, yeah La da, la da, la da, la da,
la da, la da, la da, la Hey, hey, hey, Bobby Mc
Gee, yeah

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