Busted flat in Baton Rouge. Waitin' for a train. When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down. Just before it rained. He rode us all the way to New Orleans. I pulled my harpoon. Out of my dirty red bandana. I was playin' soft. while Bobby sang blues. Windshield wipers slappin' time. I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine. We sang every song that driver knew. Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose. Nothin' I mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free. Yeah feelin' good was easy Lord. when he sang the blues. Yeah feelin' good was good enough for me. Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee. From the Kentucky coal mines. To the California sun. Yeah 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 lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it. Well I'd trade all o' my tomorrows. For one single yesterday. To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose. Nothin' an' that's all that Bobby left me la da. Oh feelin' good was easy Lord. when he sang the blues. Yeah feelin' good was good enough for me oo oo. Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee. La da da. La da da da. La da da da da da da da. La da da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee yeah. La da da da da da da. La da da da da. La da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee yeah. La da La la da da la da da la da da. La da da da da da da da da. Hey now Bobby now now Bobby Mcgee yeah. La la la la la la la la. La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. Hey now Bobby now now Bobby Mcgee yeah. Lord I called him my lover. I called him my man. I said I called him my lover. did the best I cam c'mon. Hey now Bobby now. hey now Bobby Mcgee yeah. wooooooo. la da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da. Hey hey hey Bobby Mcgee yeah