Me and Bobby McGee

Mm, mm
 Busted flat in Baton Rouge
 Headin' for a train
 Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
 Bobby thumbed a diesel down
 Just before it rained
 And it took us all the way to New Orleans
 I took my harmonica from my dirty red bandana
 I was blowin' low while Bobby sang the blues
 With them windshield wipers clappin' time
 And Bobby's hands in mine
 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
 Oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
 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
 He was standin' right beside me, Lord
 Through everything I've done
 And every night he kept me from the cold
 Oh, but somewhere near Salinas
 Lord, I let him get away
 Lookin' for a home, I hope he finds
 But I'll 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' Lord is all that Bobby left me (yeah)
 Oh, but feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
 Feelin' good was good enough for me, yes, it was
 Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
 Oh, I'm lonely, Bobby McGee
 Oh lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
 Lonely me
 Ain't you missing me, Bobby McGee? Oh
 Yeah, he was my lover, he was my man
 But he's left me here just raisin' my hand
 Have mercy on me, Bobby McGee
 Oh lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely
 Lonely me
 Come back to me, Bobby McGee
 Bobby McGee
 That's the best part of the song for me