Lyrics to Me And Bobby McGee
Busted flat in Baton Rouge headin' for the trains
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
Woh-oh-oh Freedom's just another word
for nothing left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Woh-oh-oh
Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
n Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to
the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin' right beside me, Lord,
through everything I've 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
I'd trade all my tomorrows for
a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Woh-oh-oh Freedom's just another word
for nothing left to lose
Nothin' left is all she left for me,
Woh-oh-oh
Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
n Bobby McGee
T & M: Kris Kristofferson, Fred Foster
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
Woh-oh-oh Freedom's just another word
for nothing left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Woh-oh-oh
Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
n Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to
the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Standin' right beside me, Lord,
through everything I've 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
I'd trade all my tomorrows for
a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Woh-oh-oh Freedom's just another word
for nothing left to lose
Nothin' left is all she left for me,
Woh-oh-oh
Feelin' good was easy, Lord,
when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin good was good enough for me
n Bobby McGee
T & M: Kris Kristofferson, Fred Foster
Songwriters: Foster, Fred L / Kristofferson, Kris
Publisher: Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
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