Me & Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge Waiting for the train I was feeling nearly 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 harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues Those windshield wipers slapping time I was holding Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) Nothing is worth nothing if it ain't free (Nothing ain't free) And, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) You know, feelin' good was good enough for me (For me) Good enough For me and my Bobby McGee (Yeah) From the Kentucky coal mine To the California sun Yeah 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 him slip away He's looking for a home, and I hope he finds it Well, I'd trade all of my tomorrows For a single yesterday To be holdin' Bobby's body close to mine Freedom's just another word for Nothin' left to lose (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) Nothing is what nothing, if it ain't free (Nothing ain't free) You know, feeling good was easy, Lord When Bobby sang the blues (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) (Bob, Bob, Bobby McGee) You know, feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee Bobby McGee Bobby McGee (Bob, Bob, Bobby) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) Bobby McGee (Bobby McGee) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) Bobby McGee (Booby McGee) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) (Bob, Bob, Bobby) Bobby McGee (Booby McGee)