What happened to Thursday?
Kris Kristofferson Me and Bobby Mcgee
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W8ZkkKfg_Rw
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin for the train,
Feelin nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained;
Took us all the way to New Orleans.
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield wipers slappin time,
And Bobby clappin hands,
We finally sang up every song that driver knew.
Freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose:
Nothin aint worth nothin but its free.
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
Feeling good was good enough for me;
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Standin right beside me, Lord, through everything Ive done,
Every night she kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
Lookin for the home I hope shell find.
And Id trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,
Holdin Bobbys body next to mine.
Freedoms just another word for nothing left to lose:
Nothin left is all she left for me.
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
Buddy, that was good enough for me;
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
La da da la la na na na
La da da na na.
La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee.
La la la la la da da da
La la la da da.
La la la da, Me and Bobby McGee.
La la la la la na na na
La la la da da.
La da da da, Me and Bobby McGee.
La la la la la da da da.................