Me and Bobby McGee
Roger Miller, Kris Kristofferson, Janis Joplin (Kris Kristofferson / (Fred Foster))
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1. Busted flat in Baton Rouge. Headin' for the train. Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans.
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Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way to New Orleans.
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I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna and I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues.
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With them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands, we fin'lly sang up every song that driver knew.
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Refr. Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose. Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free.
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Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues and feeling good was good enough for me,
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good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
2. From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul;
Standing right beside me, Lord, through 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;
And I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday, holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.
Refr.