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 knew;
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
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