Me and Bobby McGee

(Kris Kristofferson - Fred Foster)



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.



I took my har'poon out of my dirty red bandana

And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues

With those windshield whipers slappin' time

And Bobby clappin' hands with mine

We sang up ever song that driver knew.



Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free

Feeling good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues

Feeling good was good enough for me

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.



From the coal mines of Kentucky

To the California sun

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Standin' right beside me Lord

Through everything I done

And every night she kept me from the cold.



Then somewhere near Salinas,

Lord, I let her slip away

Searchin' for a home I hope she'll find

I'd trade all of my tomorrows

For just one yesterday

Holding Bobby's body close to mine.



Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free

Feeling good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues

Feeling good was good enough for me

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.



La, la, la, la, la, la,

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

Me and Bobby McGee...