Busted flat in Baton Rouge

Waitin' for a train

Feelin' near as faded as my jeans

Bobby flagged a diesel down

Just before it rained

Rode us all the way to New Orleans



Well, I pulled my harp on

Out of my dirty red bandana

I was blowin sad while Bobby sang the blues

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', I mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free

Yeah, feelin' good was easy Lord, when he sang the blues

Yeah, feelin' good was good enough for me

Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee



From the Kentucky coal mines

To the California sun

Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Through all kinds of weather

Through everything that we done

Bobby's body kept me from the cold



One day near Salinas, Lord

I let him slip away

He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it

Well, I'd trade all o' my tomorrows

For one more yesterday

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine



Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

Nothin', an' that's all that Bobby left me, la da

Oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues

Yeah, feelin' good was good enough for me, oo oo

Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee



La da da

La da da da

La da da da da da da da

La da da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah

La da da da da da da

La da da da da

La da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah



La da La la da da la da da la da da

La da da da da da da da da

Hey now, Bobby, now, now Bobby Mcgee, yeah

La la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

Hey now Bobby now now Bobby Mcgee, yeah



Lord, I called him my lover

I called him my man

I said I called him my lover did the best I can, c'mon

Hey now Bobby now

hey now Bobby Mcgee, yeah



wooooooo



la da da da da da da da da da da da da da da da

Hey, hey, hey Bobby Mcgee, yeah