Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train When I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained That rode us all the way in to New Orleans I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah 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', ain't nothin', honey, it ain't free, yeah I'm feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me, ah, ah 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 we done Bobby, baby, help me from the cold One day up near Salinas, Lord, and I let him slip away He's lookin' 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's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin', ain't nothin', honey, it ain't free, yeah I'm feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me, yeah Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee La da da La da da da La da da da da La da da da da Bobby McGee, yeah La da da da da da La da da da da da La da da da da Bobby McGee, yeah La da da La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La da da da la, la, la, la Hey, Bobby McGee, yeah La da da da da da La da da da da da da Hey, Bobby McGee, yeah Called him my lover, called him my man Called him my lover, did the best I can, then now Honey, help me now, and a Bobby McGee, yeah La da la da la da la da da da da Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah, yeah