Me And Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton rouge, heading 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
I was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slapping time
And Bobby clapping hands
We finally sang up every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
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 through everything I've done
And every night he kept me from the cold

Then somewhere near Salinas I let him slip away
Looking for the home I hope he'll find
And I'll trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' left is all he left me, yeah
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

Enough for me and Bobby McGee
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
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 through everything I've done
And every night he kept me from the cold

Then somewhere near Salinas I let him slip away
Looking for the home I hope he'll find
And I'll trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' left is all he left me
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

Enough for me and Bobby McGee
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, yeah
I let him slip away lookin' for the home I hope he finds
Enough for me and my Bobby McGee
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, yeah
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Kris Kristofferson, Fred L Foster
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