Me and Bobby McGee
Kris Kristofferson

Busted flat in Baton Rouge
Waiting for a train
And I was feeling near as faded as my jeans...
Bobby thumbed a desiel down, just before it rained
and rode us all the way to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues, uh huh
Windsheild wipers slappin' time
I was holding Bobby's hand in mine 
and we sang every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing , I mean nothing honey, if it aint free, yeah
Feeling good was easy ,oh when he sang the blues
You know feeling 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,
and through every thing we done
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold.

One day up near Salinas oh no
I let him slip away
He's looking for that home, and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all of my tommorows, 
for one single yesterday
To be holding bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose
Nothing, and that's all that Bobby left me
Feeling good was easy ,oh when he sang the blues
You know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee