Escrita
por Kris Kristofferson e Fred Foster, foi gravada inicialmente por
Roger Miller. A nossa versão no entanto é a de Janis Joplin,
lançada depois que ela morreu no disco Pearl e em um compacto que
chegou ao número 1 dos charts pop americanos em 1971, se tornando a
segunda canção póstuma da história a chegar ao número 1. A
primeira foi Sitting on The dock of the bay, de Otis Redding.
Foi
regravada por Jerry Lee Lewis, Waylon Jennings, Grateful Dead, Kris
Kristofferson, Kenny Rogers, Gordon Lightfoot, Dolly Parton, Olivia
Newton John, Johnny Cash, Bill Haley and His Comets, Chet Atkins,
Joan Baez, Blind Melon, Melissa Etheridge, Jennifer Love Hewitt,
Pink, Arlo Guthrie, Bobby Gentry, Reba McEntire, Willie Nelson, Buck
Owens e Hank Snow, entre outros artistas.
A
canção fala de dois desconhecidos, o narrador e Boby McGee. Eles
pegam carona com um motorista de caminhão e canta ao dirigir pelo
sul dos Estados Unidos. Visitam a California e se separam, com o
narrador expressando tristeza por isso. A canção chegou ao número
148 da lista das 500 canções de todos os tempos da revista Rolling
Stone.
A
letra:
Busted
flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
It rode us all the way to New Orleans
And I's feelin' near 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 playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another
word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no no
And, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal
mine to the California sun
There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near
Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another
word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Bobby McGee, yeah
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da
Bobby McGee, yeah
La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
Bobby McGee, yeah
La da da da da da da
La da da da da da da
Bobby McGee, yeah
La da La la da da la da
da la da da
La da da da da da da da da
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGee, yeah
La da da da da da da da da
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGee, yeah
La la la la la la la
la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGee, yeah
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Hey, my Bobby
Oh, my Bobby McGee, yeah
Well, I call him my
lover, call him my man
I said, I call him my lover did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now, Bobby now
Hey now, Bobby McGee, yeah
I said, I call him my lover did the best I can, c'mon
Hey now, Bobby now
Hey now, Bobby McGee, yeah
Woo
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la la
Hey, hey, hey Bobby McGee, yeah
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la la
Hey, hey, hey Bobby McGee, yeah
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah
A versão de Janis
Joplin:
A versão de Kris
Kristofferson:
A versão de Willie
Nelson:
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