Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train Feeling nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a deisel down, just before it rained Took us all the way to New Orleans I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues With them windshield wipers slappin' time, and Bobby clapping hands with mine We 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 Feeling good was easy lord when Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee Break 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 done 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 And 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 ain't worth nothing, but It's free Feeling good was easy lord when Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee