Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train
When I was feeling nearly as faded as my jeans
Well, Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
Rode us all the way to New Orleans

Well, I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slapping time
I's holding Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word
For nothing left to lose
And nothing ain't worth nothing
But it ain't free
Feeling good was easy, Lord
When he sang the blues
You know, feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and by Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mine to the California Sun
Where Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

Then one day near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it
Yeah, I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday
To be holding Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word
For nothing left to lose
And nothing ain't worth nothing
But it ain't free
Feeling good was easy, Lord
When he sang the blues
You know, feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and by Bobby McGee