Butterflied in Maton Rouge, headin' for the train
  Feelin' nearly faded at Marquee's
  Bobby found the diesel down, just before it rained
  Took us all the way to New Orleans
  
  I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna
  I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
  With that windshield wiper slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands
  We finally sang up every song that driver knew
  
  Chorus:
  Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
  And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
  Feelin' good was easy, Lord when Bobby sang the blues
  Buddy, that was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee
  
  From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun
  Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
  Standin' right beside me, through everything I've done
  And every night he kept me from the cold
  
  Then somewhere near Salinas, I let him slip away
  Lookin' for the home I hope he'll find
  And I'll trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
  Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
  
  Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
  And nothin' left is all he left for me
  Ah, feelin' good was easy, Lord when Bobby sang the blues
  Buddy, that was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee
  
  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
  
  I let him slip away, lookin' for that home I hope he'll find
  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
  Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee... (to fade)