Busted flat in Baton Rouge Waitin' for a train When I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down Just before it rained That rode us all away to New Orleans I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues Windshield wipers slappin' time I was holding Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom is just another word For nothin' left to lose Nothin' don't mean nothin, hon If it ain't free Yeah, feelin' good was easy Lord 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 coalmines To the California sun Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather Through every thing that we done Yeah Bobby baby, kept me from the cold One day up near Salinas, Lord 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 holdin' Bobby's body next to mine Freedom is just another word For nothin' left to lose Nothin' and that's all that Bobby left me But feelin' good was easy Lord When he sang the blues Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge Waitin' for a train When I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down Just before it rained That rode us all away to New Orleans I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues Windshield wipers slappin' time I was holding Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom is just another word For nothin' left to lose Nothin' don't mean nothin, hon If it ain't free Yeah, feelin' good was easy Lord 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 coalmines To the California sun Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather Through every thing that we done Yeah Bobby baby, kept me from the cold One day up near Salinas, Lord 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 holdin' Bobby's body next to mine Freedom is just another word For nothin' left to lose Nothin' and that's all that Bobby left me But feelin' good was easy Lord When he sang the blues Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
