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 bandanna,
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's 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.
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'Morning, all! Tuesday and overcast... Got some studying to do today.. I have to memorize a map for a car driving license test tomorrow. So this morning it's 'Brain Tea...' that's any high octane black tea, so I chose China Black, double strength!
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 if I had THAT Strider between my legs I wouldn't be anywhere around a computer!  |
... and it would be YOU that was passed out... with a great big grin on your face!
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great! now y'all got me all fired up and nowhere to go!  |
Just turn left at Kyoto Station, pass the bamboo forest with the Zen temple in the middle, and my house is right across the street...
Another mug of tea and back to my map.... around this corner, through the s-curves, past the railroad tracks, into the right angle curves, over the bridge, .....
Stitchawl