Busted flat in Baton Rouge heading for the trains
Feelin' 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 blowin' 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 nothing left to lose
Nothing ain't worth nothing but it's free
Feelin' good was easy
Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standing right beside me lord through everything I done
And every night she kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas
Lord I let her slip away
Looking for the home I hope she'll find
I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing left worth nothing but it's free
Hey hey
Feelin' good was easy
Lord when Bobby sang the blues
And feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La mi and
Bobby McGhee
La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La mi and
Bobby McGhee
La da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da
La mi and
Bobby McGhee
