Me And Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge' waiting for a train
And I’s feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained'
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna'
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time' I was holding Bobby’s hand in mine'
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose'
Nothing don’t mean nothing honey if it ain’t free'
And feeling good was easy' Lord' when he sang the blues'
You know feeling good was good enough for me'
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
From the coal mines of Kentucky
To the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Standin' right beside me
Through everything I've done
And every night he kept me from the cold
Then somewhere near Salinas
I let him slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope he'll find
And I'll trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Feelin' good was easy' Lord' when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy' that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
hmm hmm
Enough for me and Bobby McGee
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
I let him slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope he finds
Enough for me and my Bobby McGee
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Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose'
Nothing' that’s all that Bobby left me' yeah'