Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
And took us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby's clapping hand
We sang up every song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', aint worth nothin' but its free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standing right beside Lord through everything we done
Bobby kept me from the cold
One day near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
lookin' for a home, I hope she will find
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday
holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', aint worth nothin' but its free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
And took us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby's clapping hand
We sang up every song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', aint worth nothin' but its free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standing right beside Lord through everything we done
Bobby kept me from the cold
One day near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away
lookin' for a home, I hope she will find
But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday
holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', aint worth nothin' but its free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
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