Me & Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge and waiting for a train
Feeling nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby flagged a diesel down and just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slapping time, Bobby clapping hands
We pined to sing every song that driver knew
Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to do
Nothing ain’t worth nothing, but it’s free
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shard the secrets of his soul
Standing right bside me, Lord, through everything I’ve done
Bobby’s body kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
Looking for that home I hope she finds
And I’d trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding Bobby’s body close to mine
Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing was all she left for me
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
Lelela, lelelala, lelela, lelela, laleleha, laleleha, lalala
Leleleheee, lalala, leleleheee, lalala, leleleha, leleleha
Lalala, lalala
Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing ain’t worth nothing, but it’s free
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee