Me And Bobby McGee

Mm, mm

Busted flat in Baton Rouge

Headin' for a train

Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down

Just before it rained

And it took us all the way to New Orleans

I took my harmonica from my dirty red bandana

I was blowin' low while Bobby sang the blues

With them windshield wipers clappin' time

And Bobby's hands in mine

We finally sang up every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

Nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free

Oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues

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

He was standin' right beside me, Lord

Through everything I've done

And every night he kept me from the cold

Oh, but somewhere near Salinas

Lord, I let him get away

Lookin' for a home, I hope he finds

But I'll trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday

Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

And nothin' Lord is all that Bobby left me (yeah)

Oh, but feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues

Feelin' good was good enough for me, yes, it was

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

Oh, I'm lonely, Bobby McGee

Oh lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely

Lonely me

Ain't you missing me, Bobby McGee? Oh

Yeah, he was my lover, he was my man

But he's left me here just raisin' my hand

Have mercy on me, Bobby McGee

Oh lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely

Lonely me

Come back to me, Bobby McGee

Bobby McGee

That's the best part of the song for me