Me and Bobby Mcgee

{intro} Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for a train feelin' near as faded as my jeans, Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained. Took us all the way into New Orleans. I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana And was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues. With them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' time, we fin'lly Sang up every song that driver knew C 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 Bobby sang the blues. Feelin' good was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee. From the coal mines of Kentuckyto the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I'd done, Every night she kept me from the cold. Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away Lookin' for the home and I hope she'll find. And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. D Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose. Nothin' left is all she left for me. Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. Buddy, that was good enough for me, Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. La da da, la da, la da da da da da da La da da da me and Bobby McGee. La da da da da da da da la da da da da, La da da da me and Bobby McGee La da da, la da, la da da da da da da da La da da da me and Bobby McGee. La da da da da da da, la da da da da, La da da da me and Bobby McGee. (fade out)