Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson
Kris Kristofferson, a Rhodes scholar, an ex army helicopter pilot, singer, song writer and a film actor, and a staple in country/folk music since the 1960’s has written numerous personal songs about his travels in the US, meeting women and enjoying drinks and drugs.
Bobby McGee is a compilation of s...
[Verse 1]
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans
[Verse 2]
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was blowin' 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
[Verse 3]
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
And buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
[Verse 4]
From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everythin' I done
Every night she kept me from the cold
[Verse 5]
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
[Verse 6]
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' left is all she left for me
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
And buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
Me and Bobby McGee was written by Fred Foster & Kris Kristofferson.
Me and Bobby McGee was produced by Fred Foster.
It is an inherent trait guiding him through his 80 years.
Much more here –
Kris Kristofferson: An Outlaw at 80
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Rolling Stone
Oh, my god, the son of a bitch is back," announces Lisa Kristofferson as she stands in the kitchen of her Los Flores Canyon home in Malibu. The son of a bitch, who is ne...
Not in the song. According to SNL she married a Jewish dentist and lived ever after…
She did
“Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away”
“…I let HER slip away…” should give you the answer.
Changed to HIM in Janis Joplin’s version.