Busted flat in Baton Rouge   Headin' for the train   Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans   Bobby thumbed a diesel down   Just before it rained   Took us all away to New Orleans      I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna   And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues   With those windshield wipers slappin' time   And Bobby clappin' hands we finally   Sung 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   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   Standin' right beside me   Lord, through every thing I've done   Every night she kept me from the cold      Then somewhere near Salinas   Lord, I let her slip away   Searchin' for the home, I hope she'll find   And I'd give all my tomorrows   For a single yesterday   Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine      Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose   Nothin' ain't worth nothin but it's free   Feelin' good was easy   Lord, when Bobby sang the blues   Feelin' good was good enough for me   Good enough for me and Bobby McGee      La la la, me and Bobby McGee   La la la, me and Bobby McGee   La la la, me and Bobby McGee   ...