Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Waitin' for a train
And I's feelin' near
as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
just before it rained
It rode us all the way
to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon
out of my dirty red bandanna
I's playin' soft while
Bobby sang the blues now
Windshield wipers
slappin' time
I's holdin'
Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song
that driver knew
Freedom's just another word
for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' no no nothin' hon'
if it ain't free no no
Oh feelin' good
was easy Lord
When he sang the blues
You know feelin' good
was good enough for me
Good enough for me
and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mines
to the California sun
There Bobby shared
the secrets of my soul
Through all
kinds of weather
Through everything
that we done
Yeah Bobby baby
kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas Lord
I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home
And I hope he finds it
Well I'd trade
all my tomorrows
for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body
next to mine
Freedom's just another word
for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' well that's all that
Bobby left me yeah
Well if feelin' good
was easy Lord
When he sang the blues
Hey feelin' good
was good enough for me
Good enough for me
and my Bobby McGee
La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da
La la la la la da
Bobby McGee yeah
La da la da la da
La la la la la
La la la da la la
Bobby McGee yeah
La da da
La da da na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Hey my Bobby Lord
My Bobby McGee yeah
No na na na na na na na
No no no no no no
Na na na na na na na na no
Hey my Bobby Lord
My Bobby McGee yeah
Lord I call him my lover
Call him my man
I said I call him my lover
Did the best I can c'mon
Hey now Bobby no
Hey now Bobby McGee yeah
Lo la lo la lo la lo la lo la lo
La lo la lo la lo
Hey hey hey
Bobby McGee yo