Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
And I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
It rode us all the way into New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And 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' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free
Yeah and feelin' good was easy, Lord, Bobby sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything that we done
So Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
But 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' that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, Bobby sang the blues
I said, 'Feelin' good was good enough for me'
It's good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

La da da, la da da da, la da da, da da, da da
La da da, da la da, la da, Bobby McGee
La da la da la da, la da la da da
La da la da la la, Bobby McGee
La da da, la da da, la da da, la da da
Na na na na na na na na, Bobby McGee
Na na na na na na na na na na na
Hey Bob, Lord, my Bobby McGee, yeah

Hey Lord, I call him my lover, I call him my man
I said,'I call him my lover, I do the best I can'
I said, 'Come on Bobby, Lord, come on Bobby McGee, yeah'
La da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la da, la la
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah