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Busted flat, it Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train When I was feelin' nearly as faded as my jeans Well, Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained Rode us all the way to New Orleans Well, I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues Windshield wipers slappin' time I's holding Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word, for nothin' left to lose And nothin' and ain't nothin' and it ain't free Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues You know, feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee From the Kentucky coal mine to the California Sun Where Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done Yea, Bobby baby, kept me from the cold Then one day near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it Yea, I'd trade all of my tomorrow's for a single yesterday To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine Now freedom's just another word, for nothin' left to lose And nothin' as I turn, Bobby left me Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues You know, feeling good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee Bobby McGee, Bobby McGee Bobby McGee, Bobby McGee Bobby McGee, Bobby McGee I said how about Bobby McGee