Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Waitin' for a train
I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
That rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red
bandana
And I was playin' soft while Bobby sang
the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time
I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
Nothin' don't mean nothin' honey if it ain't free
Yeah feelin' good was easy Lord
When Bobby sang the blues
Y'know feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coalmines
To the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather
Through every thing we done
So Bobby baby he kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas Lord
I let him slip away
He was lookin' for that home
And I hope he finds it
And I'd trade all my tomorrows
For one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me
Feelin' good was easy Lord
When Bobby sang the blues
I said feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
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Hey, I called him my lover
I called him my man
I said I called him my lover
I did the best that I can
Come on Bobby Lord, come on
Bobby McGee
Bobby McGee