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Busted flat in Baton Rouge headed for the trains |
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Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans |
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Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained |
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Took us all the way to New Orleans. |
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I took my har'poon out of my dirty red bandana |
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I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues |
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With them windshield whipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands |
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We finally sang up ever song that driver knew. |
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose |
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Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free |
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Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues |
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Feeling it was good enough for me good enough for me and Bobby McGee. |
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From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun |
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Bobby shared the secrets of my soul |
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Standin' right beside me Lord through everything I done |
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Every night she'd keep me from the cold. |
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Somewhere near Salinas Lord Bobby slipped away |
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Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find |
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I'd trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterday |
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Holding her body close to mine. |
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose |
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Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free |
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Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues |
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Feeling it was good enough for me good enough for me and Bobby McGee. |
