Me And Bobby McGee

Lyrics

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin’ for the trains
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
Rode us all the way to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
And was blowin' sad while he sang the blues
Windshield wipers slappin' time as
Bobby clappin' hands we finally sang up every song
That driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
And feelin’ good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

From the Kentucky coalmines to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather and everythin' we’ve done
Bobby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let her get away
Lookin' for his home, I hope he’ll find it
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' and that’s all that Bobby left me
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
And feelin’ good that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

Song Info

Morgan’s version of this song remains unreleased. Written by Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster.