Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
Feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a Diesel down, just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
Was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
Well, them windshield wipers slappin' time, and Bobby clappin' hands
We finally sang up every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that 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 my 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 everythin' I've done
Every night she kept me from the cold
And somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
Lookin' for that home, I hope she find
And I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's 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 my Bobby McGee
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Me and Bobby McGee
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Me and Bobby McGee
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Me and Bobby McGee
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Me and Bobby McGee