Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
  And I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans
  Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
  It rode us all the way into New Orleans
  Now I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
  And I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
  Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
  We sang every song that driver knew, yeah
    Freedom was just another word for nothin' left to lose
  Nothin' and it's all there bubbling me
  And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
  Listen up, feelin' good was good enough for me
  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
    From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
  There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
  Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
  Now Bobby baby help me hold it over
  One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
  He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
  Cause I'd trade all o' my tomorrows for one single yesterday
  To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
    Freedom was just another word for nothin' left to lose
  Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
  But if feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
  You know, feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
    La-da-da La-da-da-da La-da-da da-da da-da
  La-da-da da-la-da la-da, Bobby McGee, yeah
  La-da-la-da-la-da La-da-la-da-da
  La-da-la-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, yeah
  La-da-da La-da-da La da-da La da-da
  La-da-da La da-da La da-da
  Bobby McGee, yeah
  Lo-da-lo da-la-lo-da-la
  Lo-da-la-lo da-la-lo la-la-lo la-la-lo la-la
  Hey, my Bobby, Bobby Bobby McGee, yeah
    Lord, I call you my lover, call you my man
  I said I call you my lover, just the best I can, c'mon
  Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
  La-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-da la-la
  Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, yeah!