Thank you very much Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headed 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 Pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana Was blowing sad while Bobby, sang the blues With the windshield wipers slapping time, Bobby, clapping hands We finally sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose Nothing ain't worth nothing but it's free Feeling good was easy when Bobby, sang the blues Brother 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 Lord, through everything I'd done Every night she'd keep me from the cold Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away Searching for the home I hope she'll find I'd trade all of my tomorrow's for one single yesterday Holding Bobby's, body next to mine Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose Nothing ain't worth nothing but it's free Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues Brother that was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee Brother that was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee Thank you very much, thank you