Me And Bobby Mcgee Lyrics

Busted flat in Baton Rouge; Headin' for the trains, Feelin' nearly 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 bandana and was blowin' sad, 
while Bobby sang the blues;
With them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands 
we fin'ly sang up every song that driver new;

CHORUS:           
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose,
and nothin' aint worth nothin' but it's free;
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when  Bobby sang the blues;
And Buddy, that was good enough for me;

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

>From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the 
secrets of my soul;
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, And every 
night she kept me from the cold;
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away lookin' for the 
home I hope she'll find;
And I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday, holdin' 
Bobby's body next to mine;

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose,
and nothin' left 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.