Luyện nghe bài hát Me And Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Rouge, waiting for a train
And I's feeling nearly as as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just it rained,
It us all the way to New Orleans.

I pulled my out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding hand in mine,
We sang song that driver knew.

is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don't mean nothing if it ain't free, now now.
And feeling was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my McGee.

From the Kentucky mines to the California sun,
Hey, Bobby shared the of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather, everything that we done,
Hey Bobby baby kept me the cold.

One day up Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,
He's looking for home and I hope he finds it,
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one yesterday
To be Bobby's body next to mine.

Freedom is just another for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, that's all that Bobby me, yeah,
But good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
Hey, feeling good was enough for me, hmm hmm,
enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la McGee.
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, McGee, la.

La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now McGee yeah.
Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now now, Bobby McGee, yeah.

Lord, I'm calling my lover, my man,
I said I'm my lover just the best I can,
C'mon, where is Bobby now, is Bobby McGee, yeah,
Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, McGee, Lord!

Yeah! Whew!

Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord
Hey, hey, hey, McGee.