Gordon Lightfoot Lyrics

Gordon Lightfoot Lyrics

"Me And Bobby McGee Lyrics"

Remember The Times Lyrics
I was walking down the street looking at my feet I didn't have no shoes on the way to school looking at the fool and everybody knew but it was all right 'cause my friend

Busted flat in Baton Rouge
waiting for a train,
when I's feelin' as fadded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
just before it rained
It rode us all the way from New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out my dirty red bandanna
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
winsheild wipers slappin' time
I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
and we sang every song that driver kne
Yamiso Lyrics
Why am I so Weak, when I want to be strong? Selfish, when I want just to give? Dirty, when I long to be clean? Blind, when I know how to see? Why am I so? Because I am so
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Freedom's just another word
for nothing left to loose
well nothing ain't nothing hun if it ain't free (da da)
and feeling good was easy lord when he sang the blues
feeling good was good enough for me (da da)
good enough ffor me and my Bobby MCGee

From the Kentucky cold mines
to the California Sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
through all kinds of weather, King of Grey Lyrics
Wake in the morning Lord I'm drunken with the dawn Waiting on a train that I know runs no more just outside of Baltimore Or Chicago well I just don't know Everyday it's harder when you spend y
through everything we'd done
My Bobby, baby, kept me from the cold
one day a misleading lord
I let him slip away
he's looking for that home
and I hope he finds it
well I'd trade enough tomorrows for one single yesterday
to be holding Bobby's body next to mine
freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose
now nothing, well that's all that Bobby left me
well feeling goo
Into My Own Hands Lyrics
Last night I had a desperate dream, I was standing in the winter rain Footsteps close behind me, somebody called out my name, ohhh No magic mirrors can erase, these lines of living on my face
d was easy lord when he sang the blues
feeling good was good enough for me good enough for me mm hmm and my Bobby MCGee la da da da da (ect) my Bobby McGee la da da da da ect
hey don't boss my Bobby MCGee
Oh I call him my lover, I call him my man, I'll call him my lover, do the best I can c'mon and my Bobby oh and my Bobby, Bobby McGee lo la lola lo
hey hey hey Bobby McGee





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