Me & Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin for the train
Feelin nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
Took us all away to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was blowin sad while bobby sang the blues
With those windshield wipers slappin time
And Bobby clappin hands we finally sung up every song that driver knew
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose
Nothin aint worth nothin, but its free
Feelin good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin right beside me Lord through every thing I done
Every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas lord, I let her slip away
Lookin for the home, I hope shell find
And Ive trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin Bobbys body next to mine
Freedoms just another word for nothin left to lose
Nothin aint worth nothin, but its free
Feelin good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
Me and Bobby McGee
Me and Bobby McGee