Me and Bo

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train,
Feeling nearly faded as my jeans,
Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained,
Took us all the way to New Orleans

I took my harp on out of my dirty red bandana,
I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues,
With them windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby clappin' hands,
We finally sang near ever song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me, Bobby McGee

From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul,
standing right beside me, Lord, in everything I done,
Bobby's body kept me from the cold

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
Lookin' for that home, I hope she finds,
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body close to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' was all she left for me
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me, Bobby McGee

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues
Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me, Bobby McGee