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



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

Feelin' good 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 every thing I've done

Every night she kept me from the cold



Then somewhere near Salinas

Lord, I let her slip away

Searchin' for the home, I hope she'll find

And I'd give all 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 nothin but it's 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



La la la, me and Bobby McGee

La la la, me and Bobby McGee

La la la, me and Bobby McGee

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