Busted flat in 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 mouth harp out of my old dirty red bandana
I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
Those windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby's clappin' hands we finally
Sang up every song that driver knew, whoa
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free, whoa
Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' 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
Standin' right beside me Lord thru 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
I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine, whoa
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' left is all she left for me, whoa
Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee, whoa
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free, whoa
Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee