Me And Bobbie McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Bobbie thumbed a diesel down just before it rained Took us all the way to New Orleans I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana And was blowin' sad while Bobbie sang the blues With them windshield whispers slappin' time, and Bobbie 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 Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobbie sang the blues Feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobbie McGee From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun Bobbie shared the secrets of my soul Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everythin' I've done And every night she kept me from the cold Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday Holdin' Bobbie's body next to mine Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' left to show she left for me Ah, but feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobbie sang the blues Buddy, that was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, me and Bobbie McGee La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la