Busted flat in Baton Rouge an' headed for the trains   Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans   Bobby thumbed the diesel down just before it rained   Took us all the way to New Orleans      I took my har'poon out of my dirty red bandana   I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues   With them windshield wipers slappin' time   Bobby clappin' hands we finally sang up every song that driver knew      Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose   Nothin' left was all that you left for me   Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues   Feelin' it 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 everything I done   Every night she'd keep me from the cold      Somewhere near Salinas, Lord, Bobby slipped away   Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find   I'd trade all of my tomorrows for just one 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' it was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee