Lyrics Me And Bobby McGee - Acoustic - Liquid Blue

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
When I's feelin' nearly as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
That rode us all the way into New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin' don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, yeah
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know, feelin' good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
Hey, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, and everything we done
Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues
You know feelin' good was good enough for me, mm-hmm
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

La-da-da, la-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da, Bobby McGee, mmm
La-da-da-da-da, la-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-la-la, Bobby McGee, oh
La-da-da, la-da-da, la, da-da, la, da-da
La-da-da, la-da-da, la-di-da
Hey now, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby McGee, yeah
Oh Lord, oh Lord, now
Oh Lord, lo-da-da, lo-da-da, lo-da-da, da-da now
Hey now, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby McGee, yeah

Lord, I call him my lover, I call him my man
I said, I call him my life, I did the best I can, come on
Hey now, Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
Oh Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, oh
Hey-hey-hey, Bobby McGee, yeah
Oh Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord, a Lord
Hey-hey-hey, Bobby McGee, yeah-yeah