Me And Bobby McGee (Live at the Capitol Theatre, Port Chester, NY, 2/18/71)

Busted flat in Baton Rouge and waiting for a train
And feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby flagged a diesel down and just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands
We finally sang near every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do
A nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
And 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
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done
Bobby's body kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
Lookin' for that home I hope she finds
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine

And freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' was all she left for me
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
And feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-le-la, le-le-la
La-la-le-ha, la-la-le-ha, la-la-la-la
Le-le-le-hee, ha-uh-ha, le-le-le-hee, ha-uh-ha
Le-le-le-ha, le-le-le-ha, la-la-la, la-la-la, la

And freedom's just another word for nothing left to do
And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
And feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee