La la la la la la (Bobby McGee)
La la la me and Bobby McGee (Bobby McGee)
La la la la la la (Bobby McGee)
La la la me and Bobby McGee

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

I pulled my old harp out of my dirty red bandana
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
With those windshield wipers slappin' time
I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

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

La la la la la la (Bobby McGee)
La la la me and Bobby McGee (Bobby McGee)
La la la la la la (Bobby McGee)
La la la 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'd done
Every night he kept me from the cold

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
Searching for a home I hope he'll find
And I'd give all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine

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

La la la la la la (Bobby McGee)
La la la me and Bobby McGee (Bobby McGee)
La la la la la la (Bobby McGee)
La la la me and Bobby McGee (Bobby McGee)
La la la la la la (Bobby McGee)
La la la me and Bobby McGee (Bobby McGee)