Me and Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for the train,

Feeling nearly faded as my jeans ...

Bobby 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.

I was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues.

With that windshield wiper slapping time, and Bobby clapping hands,

We finally sang up every song that driver knew.

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.

And nothing ain't worth nothing but it's free.

Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.

And 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,

Standing right beside me through everything I done,

And every night he kept me from the cold.

Then somewhere near Salinas, I let him slip away,

Lookin' for that home I hope he'll find.

But I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday

Holding Bobby's body next to mine.

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.

And nothing left is all he left for me.

Oh, feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.

And buddy, that was good enough for me...

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

- Kris Kristofferson

(as performed by Olivia Newton-John)