Tom: C C Busted flat in Baton Rauge, waitin' for the train. G Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained, C took us all the way to New Orleans. I took my harp out, of my dirty red bandanna, C7 F was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues. With those windshield wipers slappin' time, C and Bobby clappin' hands, G C we sung every song that driver knew. CHORUS: F C Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose. G C nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. F C Feelin' good was easy, Lord when Bobby sang the blues. G Feelin' good was good enough for me, C good enough for me and Bobby McGee. C From the coal mines of Kentucky, to the California sun, G Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. Standin' right beside me Lord, through everything I done. C Every night he kept me from the cold. Then somewhere near Salinas, I let him slip away. C7 F Searchin' for the home I hoped to find. C And I'd give all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, G C holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. (Chorus)