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 a diesel down just before it rained,
It us all the way to New Orleans.

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

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

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

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him away,
He's for that 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 word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing, all that Bobby left me, yeah,
But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he the blues,
Hey, good was good enough for me, hmm hmm,
Good 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 Bobby now, McGee, yeah.

Lord, I'm calling my lover, my man,
I I'm calling my lover just the best I can,
C'mon, is Bobby now, where 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.