Me And Bobby Mcgee

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 harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

And was blowin sad while Bobby sang the blues, yeah

With them windshield wipers slappin' time, And Bobby clappin' hands

We finally sang every song that driver knew, yeah



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

You know, feelin' good was good enough for me



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

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away

Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find

But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday

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 if 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