Busted flat in Baton Rouge,
headin' for the train
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby found a diesel down
just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of
my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while
Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield
wipers slappin' time
And Bobby clappin' hands
We finally sang 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
Ah, but feelin' good was easy, love,
when Bobby sang the blues
And 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,
in 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 trade all my tomorrows
for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next
to mine
Freedom's just another word
for nothin' left to lose
And nothin' left is all she left for me
Ah, but feelin' good was easy, Lord,
when Bobby sang the blues
And, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
La -da -da -da -dee -da -da -da
La -da -da -da -dee
La -da -da -da -dee -da -da -da
La -da -da -da -dee -da -da -da
La -da -da -da -dee
La -da -da -da -dee -da -da -da
La -da -da -da -dee
La -da -da -da -dee,
la -da -da -da -dee,
and I'll be good to you.
La -da -da -da -dee -da -da,
la -da -da -da -dee,
la -da -da -da -dee,
and I'll be good to you.