Me And Bobby McGee

Me And Bobby McGee - Thelma Houston

Lyrics by：Kris Kristofferson/Fred Foster

Composed by：Kris Kristofferson/Fred Foster

Busted flat in Baton Rouge

Waitin' for the train

Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down

Just before it rained

Rode us all the way to New Orleans

Yeah

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

Playing softly

While my Bobby sang the blues

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

Ain't nothin' ain't nothin' honey it's hands free

Let me dance

Feelin' good was easy now

When he sang the blues

And feelin' good was good enough for me

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

Oh from the Kentucky coal mines

To the California sun

Oh bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Yes he did

Through all kinds of weather

And through every everything we done

My Bobby maybe

Lori kept me from the cold

Yes he did

But oneday I've Salinas Lord

I let him slip away

He was lookin' for the home I hope he'll find it

And 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

And nothin' left is all that Bobby left me

Stay alone

Feelin' good was easy now

When he sang the blues

And feeling good was good enough for me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

Oh I so miss you Bobby McGee yes I do

I want you so badly

I want to can't you hear me Bobby McGee

I want you I need you

Now I'm thirsty baby yeah

I want you I need you

Why don't you come on back home to be early

Come on come on my baby yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Bobby McGee