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.



Pulled my ol' har'poon out of my dirty red bandana

Blowed it low while Bobby sang the blues

With them windshield whipers slapping time and Bobby clapping hands

We finally sang up ever song that driver knew.



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

Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free so free

Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues

Body that 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

Searching for the home I hope she'll find

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

Holdin' her body close to mine.



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

Nothin' left is all she left for me for me

Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues

Body that was good enough for me good enough for me and Bobby McGee...