Me And Bobby Mcgee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge
 Waitin' for the train
 Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
 Bobby thumbed a diesel down
 Just before it rained
 Rode us all the way to New Orleans
 I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
 And was playing soft
 While Bobby sang the blues
 With them windshield wipers slappin' time
 I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
 We sang every song that driver knew
 Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
 Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
 Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
 When he sang the blues
 And feelin' good was good enough for me
 Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
 From Kentucky coal mines
 To the California sun
 Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
 Through all kinds of weather, Lord
 Through everything I done
 Bobby baby kept me from the cold
 Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord
 I let him slip away
 Lookin' for the home I hope he'll find it
 And I'd trade all of my tomorrows
 For one single yesterday
 Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
 Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
 Nothin' left is all that Bobby left me
 Feelin good was easy, Lord
 When he sang the blues
 And buddy, that was good enough for me
 Good enough for me and Bobby McGee