Letras
Bussed flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby turned that diesel down just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red banana
Was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
Hearin' windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands
Sang the fairest song that driver knew
Whoa, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Whoa, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was 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
I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Whoa, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Whoa, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me
And Bobby McGee
Whoa, freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' left is all she left for me
Whoa, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Darlin', that was good enough for me
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee