Luyện nghe bài hát Me and Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, for a train
Feeling nearly as my jeans
flagged a diesel down just before it rained
Took us all the way to New

I took my harp on out of my dirty red
I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the
them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands
We finally sang every song driver knew

Freedom's just another word for left to do
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby the blues
Feelin' good was good for me
Good enough for me, McGee

From the coal of Kentucky to the California sun
shared the secrets of my soul
Standing right me, Lord, in everything I done
Bobby's kept me from the cold

Then somewhere Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
Lookin' for that home, I hope she
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a yesterday
Holding Bobby's close to mine

Freedom's just word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' was all she for me
good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' was good enough for me
Good for me, Bobby McGee

Freedom's just another for nothin' left to lose
was all she left for me
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' was good enough for me
Good enough for me, Bobby