Busted flat in Baton Rouge waitin’ for a train
when I was feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
it rode us all the way to New Orleans
I pull my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues
windshield whipers slappin' time
I was holding Bobby’s hand in mine
we sang up every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' it meant nothin' hon' if it ain't free
And feeling good was easy Lord when he sang the blues
You know feeling good was good enough for me
good enough for me and Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
Find more similar lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.com/uK4there Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather
through everything that we’d done
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold world
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
he was looking for a home I hope he finds it
but I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
to be holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing and that’s all that Bobby left me
When feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
And feeling good was good enough for me
good enough for me and Bobby McGee

La la la la la la la la la la la la la me and Bobby McGee...