Busted flat in 
Baton Rouge, waitin' for the train
And I's feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down
Just before it rained
They rode us all the way to 
New Orleans
I pulled my 
Harpoon out
And my dirty red 
BandannaI was playin' soft
While Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time
As holdin' 
Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', don’t mean nothin', honey if it ain't free
And feelin' good was easy 
LordWhen he sang the blues
You know feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me, and my 
Bobby McGee
From the Kentucky coal mines
To the California sun
Hey, Bobby, shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather
Through everything that we done
Hey Bobby, baby, kept me from the cold
One day up near 
Salinas, Lord
I let him slip away
He’s looking for that home
And I hope he finds it
But I’d trade all of my tomorrows
For one single yesterday
To be holdin' 
Bobby’s body next to mine
Freedom is just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', that’s all that 
Bobby left me, yeah
But feelin' good was easy, 
LordWhen he sang the blues
Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, hmm hmm
Good enough for me and my 
Bobby McGee
La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la la la 
Bobby McGee
La la la la la, la la la la la
La la la la la, 
Bobby McGee la
La la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
Hey, now bobby now 
Bobby McGee
Yeah, na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey now Bobby now, 
Bobby McGee
Lord, I’m calling my lover
Calling my man
I said I’m calling my lover just the best 
I canC’mon, "Where is Bobby now?"
Where is Bobby 
McGee?, yeah
Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, 
LordHey, hey, hey 
Bobby McGee
Lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, lordy, 
LordHey, hey, hey 
Bobby McGee