Me and Bobby Mcgee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Waitin' for the train
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 bandanna

And was playing soft
While Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin' time
Bobby clapping hands
We finally sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't 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 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 done
And every night he kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord

I let him slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope he'll find
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
Nothin' left is all he left for me

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

Na-na-na, na-na, na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na, me and Bobby McGee