Me and Bobby McGee

(Kris Kristofferson - Fred Foster) Busted flat it Baton Rouge, waitin' for the train 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 With those windshield wipers slappin' time And Bobby’s clappin’ hands we finally Sang up every song that driver knew. Freedom's just another word For nothin' left to lose And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it’s free Feelin' good was easy, Lord When Bobby sang the blues Feeling good was good enough Feeling good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee. From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Standing right beside me though through everything I’d done Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com And every night he kept me from the cold Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord I let her slip away Looking for that home and I hope he finds I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine. Freedom's just another word For nothin' left to lose Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free Feelin' good was easy, Lord When Bobby sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and by McGee. La, la, la, la, la - la, la, la for me and Bobby McGee La, la, la la, la - la, la, la for me and Bobby McGee La, la, la la, la - la, la, la for me and Bobby McGee La, la, la la, la - la, la, la for me and Bobby McGee La, la, la la, la - la, la, la for me and Bobby McGee...