Me and Bobby McGee - Ramblin' Jack Elliott

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, heading for the trains

Feeling nearly faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained

Took us all the way to New Orleans

Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues

With them windshield wipers 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 my Bobby McGee

From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Standing right beside me through everything I done

And every night she kept me from the cold

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away

She was looking for the love I hope she’ll find

Well I’d trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday

Holding Bobby’s body close to mine