Luyện nghe bài hát Me and Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just it rained
It rode us all the way New Orleans
I my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in
We sang every song driver knew, yeah

Freedom's another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And feelin' was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was enough for me
Good enough for me and my McGee

From the Kentucky coal mine to the sun
There shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the
One day up Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
But I'd all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', all that Bobby left me, yeah
But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my McGee

La-da-da-da La-da-da da-da da-da
La-da-da da-la-da la-da, McGee, yeah
La-da-la-da-da
La-da-la-da-la-la, McGee, yeah
La-da-da La-da-da La da-da La
La-da-da La La da-da
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my Bobby McGee,
Lo-da-lo
Lo-da-la-lo da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la
Hey, my Bobby, Lord, my McGee, yeah

Lord, I call him my lover, him my man
I said I him my lover, did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la
Hey, hey, hey, McGee, Lord!