Me and Bobby McGee

(Kris Kristofferson - Fred Foster)



Busted flat in Baton Rouge waitin' 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

I was playing sad while Bobby sang the blues

Windshield whipers slapping time holding Bobby's hand in mine

We sang up ever song that driver knew.



Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose

Nothing ain't worth nothing 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 all the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather Lord through everything we done

Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold.



Then somewhere near Salinas Lord I let him slip away

He's a looking for a home I hope he'll find

I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday

A holding Bobby's body next to mine.



Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose

Nothing ain't worth nothing 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.



Mhmm, mhmm, mhm, my Bobby McGee.

Mhmm, mhmm. mhm. me and Bobby McGee...