Luyện nghe bài hát Me And Bobbie McGee

Kris

flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train,
Feelin' faded as my jeans.
thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained;
us all the way to New Orleans.
I took my out of my dirty red bandanna,
And was blowing sad while sang the blues.
With them wipers slappin' time,
And Bobby hands,
We finally sang up every that driver knew.

Freedom's just word for nothing' left to lose:
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but free.
Feeling was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
Feeling good was enough for me;
Good for me and Bobby McGee.

From the coal mines of to the California sun,
Bobby shared the of my soul.
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything done,
Every she kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
Lookin' for the I hope she'll find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a yesterday,
Bobby's body next to mine.

Freedom's just another word for left to lose:
left is all she left for me.
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby the blues.
Buddy, that was enough for me;
Good enough for me and McGee.

La da da la la na na na
La da da na na.
La la la da, Me and McGee.
La la la la la da da da
La la la da da.
La la la da, Me and McGee.

La la la la la na na na
La la la da da.
La da da da, Me and McGee.
La la la la la da da da.................