Busted flat, it baton rouge, headin' 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 old dirty red bandanna   I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues   With those windshield wipers slappin' time   And Bobby's clappin' hands we finally   Sang up every song that driver knew      Oh, oh, oh, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose   And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free   Oh, oh, oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues   I'm feeling good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee      From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun   Bobby shared the secrets of my soul   Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I'd done   And every night she kept me from the cold      Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away   Looking for that home and I hope she'll find   I'll trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday   Holdin' bobby's body next to mine      Oh, oh, oh, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose   And nothin' left was all she left for me   Oh, oh, oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord when Bobby sang the blues   Feeling good was good enough for me and by McGee      Oh, oh, oh, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose   And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free   Oh, oh, oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord