Me and Bobby McGee
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
Rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of
My dirty red bandanna
I was playing soft while Bobby
Sang the blues ah
Windshield wipers slappin' time
I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang ev'ry song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for
"nothing left to loose"
Nothin', I mean nothing hon
If it ain't free no
Oh feeling good was easy oh-ho
When he sang the blues
You know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mines
To the California Sun
Hey Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather
Through everything we done
Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day out near Salinas oh-ho
I let him slip away
He's looking for that home and
I hope he finds it well I'd trade all of my
Tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for
"nothing left to loose"
Nothing, and that's all that Bobby left me
Yeah well feeling good was easy oh-ho
When he sang the blues
Hey feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
Lalala bobby McGee lalala bobby McGee
Lalala bobby McGee lalala bobby McGee
Call him my lover, call him my man
I said I call him my lover
Just the best I can, come on
Bobby McGee, yeah lalala
Hey, hey hey Bobby McGee lalala
Hey, hey hey Bobby McGee