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Busted flat in Baton Rouge waitin' for a train
Feeling nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby flagged a diesel down just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans.
I took my harp out of my dirty red bandanna
I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time Bobby clappin' hands
We fin’ly sang near every song that driver knew.
CHORUS
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do.
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 Bobby McGee.
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
Bobby's body kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away
Lookin' for that home I hope she finds it
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body close to mine.
CHORUS
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do.
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 Bobby McGee.
CHORUS
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do.
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 Bobby McGee.