Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed us diesel down just before it rained
He said he'll take us all the way down to New Orleans
Took that only harp out of my dirty red bandanna
I'm blowin' soft while Bobby's hummin' some blues
With them windshield wipers keepin' time, 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' you know but it's free
Feeling good felt so easily, Bobby sang the old blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me, old Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared every secret drowned in the soul
Standin' right beside me through everything we done
Just felt like a body kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas she walked away
Lookin' for that home I hope she finds
And I'd trade any tomorrows for one old, old yesterdays
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothin' left was all that she left for me
Feeling good was so easy then, Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

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