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Bobbie McGee
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Bobbie McGee
 
ID: 17679

LabelFine Tune
WEB SITE www.finetunegoldwingmusic.com
Label information
Grid list of Fine Tune recordings
Number189
TypeSinging Call
Copies1
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
MediaMP3
Artist(s)
Phil Farmer (picture)     recordings by Phil Farmer

Phil Farmer

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Cue Sheet

OPENER

Sides face grand square
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
Feeling nearly faded as my jeans

Allemande left and weave the ring
Bobbie thumbed a diesel down
Swing and promenade
Rode it all the way to New Orleans


FIGURE

Heads (Sides) promenade, halfway around
Down the middle and pass the ocean
Extend, ladies trade, recycle you know
Veer left and ferris wheel, pass thru, touch 1/4
Scoot back and then, swing and promenade
Good enough for me and my Bobbie McGee


MIDDLE BREAK

Sides face grand square
Well I pulled my harpoon outta my dirty red bandana
I was playing soft while Bobbie sang the blues

Allemande left and weave the ring
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobbie's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew


CLOSER

Sides face grand square
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing, don't mean nothing if it ain't free

Allemande left and weave the ring
Feeling good was easy Lord, when she sang the blues
You know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobbie McGee

 
Lyrics

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Me & Bobby McGee Lyrics ID: 109

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

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

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

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

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

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

La La la, la la la la la la,
La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby 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, Bobby McGee, yeah.

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

Yeah! Whew!

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

Lyrics by Kris Kristofferson.
Recorded by Janis Joplin.
 

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