Me and Bobby McGee (Live)
Busted flat in Baton Rouge
I headed for the train
Feeling 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 blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues
And with the windshield wipers slapping time
And Bobby clapping hands
We finally sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing ain't worth nothing but its free
Feeling good was easy 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'd done
And every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas
Lord I let her slip away
Searching for the home I hope she'll find
I'd trade all my tomorrow's for a single yesterday
Of holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing ain't worth nothing but its free
Feeling good was easy when Bobby sang the blues
And buddy that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
And brother that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
I headed for the train
Feeling 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 blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues
And with the windshield wipers slapping time
And Bobby clapping hands
We finally sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing ain't worth nothing but its free
Feeling good was easy 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'd done
And every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas
Lord I let her slip away
Searching for the home I hope she'll find
I'd trade all my tomorrow's for a single yesterday
Of holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing ain't worth nothing but its free
Feeling good was easy when Bobby sang the blues
And buddy that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
And brother that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson, Fred L Foster
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