Me and Bobby Mcgee

Intro : Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train And I's feelin'near as faded as my jeans, Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained. It rode us all the way to New Orleans.    I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana And was playin'soft while Bobby sang the blues. Windshield wipers slapping'time, I was holding Bobby's hand and then, We sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothin'left to lose. Nothin', don't mean nothin'hon'if it ain't free, no no Feelin'good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. Feelin'good was good enough for me, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.   From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. through all kinds of weather, through everything we've done Yea Bobby baby kept me from the cold. Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away He's Looking for that home, and I hope he finds it And I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for a single yesterday To be holding Bobby's body next to mine. Freedom's just another word for nothin'left to lose. Nothin'that's all that Bobby left me, yeah Feelin'good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. hey feelin'good that was good enough for me, mm Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. La da da, la da, la da da da da da da La da da da me and Bobby McGee. La da da da da da da da la da da da da, La da da da me and Bobby McGee        (x3)