Me And Bobby McGee - Grateful Dead
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 on out of
My dirty red bandanna
I was blowin' sad while
Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin' time
Bobby clappin' hands
We sang every song that driver knew
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
In 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
And I'd trade all my tomorrows
For a single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body close to mine
Freedom's just another word
For nothin' left to lose
Nothin' was all she left for me
Feelin' good was easy Lord
When Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
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