Lyrics
Blastin' flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before a dream
Took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slappin' down, Bobby clappin' hands
Finally sang our favorite song, "The Driving News"
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 Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that 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
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I 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
In that train are my tomorrows or a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' left is all she left for me
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Buddy, that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na, me and Bobby McGee
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na, me and Bobby McGee
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na, me and Bobby McGee
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na
Na-na-na-na, me and Bobby McGee
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na