Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained It took us all the way to New Orleans I pulled my old harpoon out of my dirty red bandana I blowed it low while Bobby sang the blues With them windshield wipers slappin' time Bobby clappin' hands, we finally sang up ever song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free Yeah feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues And buddy that was good enough for me It was 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 And every night she kept me from the cold Then somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find And I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday Holding her good body close to mine Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose And nothin' left is all she left for me Feeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues And buddy that was good enough for me Yeah, good enough for me and Bobby McGee ♪ Me and Bobby McGee Me and Bobby McGee Me and Bobby McGee Me and Bobby McGee