Lyrics

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
It took us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my old harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby clapping hands
We finally sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', ain’t worth nothin' but it’s free
And, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when she sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
searching for that home, and I hope she’ll find
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', ain’t worth nothing but it’s free
But, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when she sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee