Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my mouth harp out of my old dirty red bandana I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues Those windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby's clappin' hands we finally Sang up every song that driver knew, whoa Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free, whoa Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Standin' right beside me Lord thru everything I done And every night she kept me from the cold Then somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine, whoa Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' left is all she left for me, whoa Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee, whoa Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free, whoa Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee