Me and Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, I headed 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 I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues And with the windshield wipers slappin' time And Bobby's clappin' hands We finally sang up every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free Feelin' 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 coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done And every night she kept me from the cold Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away Looking 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' ain't worth nothin', but it's free And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues And, buddy, that was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee