Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans. Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, It rode us all the way to New Orleans. I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues. Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine, We sang every song that driver knew. Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now. And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues, You know feeling 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, through everything that we done, Hey Bobby baby kept me from the cold world One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away, He's looking for that home and I hope he finds it, But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday To be holding Bobby's body next to mine. Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose, Nothing, that's all that Bobby left me, yeah, But feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues, Hey, feeling good was good enough for me, hmm hmm, Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee. La la la, la la la la, la la la, la la la la La la la la la Bobby McGee. La la la la la, la la la la la La la la la la, Bobby McGee, la La La la, la la la la la la, La La la la la la la la la, hey now Bobby now Bobby McGee yeah. Na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na na na na na Hey now Bobby now, Bobby McGee, yeah. Lord, I'm calling my lover, calling my man, I said I'm calling my lover just the best I can, C'mon, where is Bobby now, where is Bobby McGee, yeah, Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, Lord! Yeah! Whew! Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lordy Lord Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee.

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 I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna And was playing soft While Bobby sang the blues With them 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 Feelin' good was easy, Lord, When he sang the blues And feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee From Kentucky coal mines To the California sun Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather, Lord Through everything I done Bobby baby kept me from the cold Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord I let him slip away Lookin' for the home I hope he'll find it And I'd trade all of my tomorrows For one single yesterday Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin' left is all that Bobby left me Feelin good was easy, Lord When he sang the blues And buddy, that was good enough for me Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

The hills were alive with wildflowers And I was as wild, even wilder than they For at least I could run, they just died in the sun And I refused to just wither in place Just a wild mountain rose needing freedom to grow So I ran, fearing not where I'd go When a flower grows wild, it can always survive Wildflowers don't care where they grow And the flowers I knew, in the fields where I grew Were content to be lost in the crowd They were common and close, I had no room for growth And I wanted so much to branch out So I uprooted myself from my home ground and left Took my dreams and I took to the road When a flower grows wild, it can always survive Wildflowers don't care where they grow I grew up fast and wild and I never felt right In a garden so different from me I just never belonged, I just longed to be gone So the garden one day set me free I hitched a ride with the wind, and since he was my friend I just let him decide where we'd go When a flower grows wild, it can always survive Wildflowers don't care where they grow Just a wild rambling rose seeking misteries untold No regret for the path that I chose When a flower grows wild, it can always survive Wildflowers don't care where they grow Wildflowers don't care where they grow

Lookin' outta my windowpane Tears minglin' with the rain I'm so lonesome I could cry, just like old Hank Starin' down on the city street Feelin' empty and incomplete There's a place I need to be to fill my tank A place I can go where I can be free Where I can be happy and just be me Home Where the warm wind's blowin' And the river's flowin' along Like a lazy bum in the midday sun And I've gone fishin' with my pole at the fishin' hole Where I can lay down my heavy load And know that I am always welcome home I left home I was seventeen I had a lot of ambitious dreams Seen a lot of those dreams come true I've had good luck I ain't complain' that's for sure I got a lot to be thankful for One of those things is a magic door that opens up Back to the time when I was a kid To the sounds of the crickets and the katydids It's called Home On the front porch swingin' And the fern pots hangin' Home With the church bells ringin' And voices singin' those Old songs that mend my mind like a stitch in time Where the tea is sweet and the love complete Oh me, I wanna go home I often think about where I have been Where I am goin' and that's about when I think about Home Where the soul finds comfort and the heart finds pleasure Home Where the depths of love is hard to measure It's home I hear you callin', I hear you callin' I'll never be lost as long as I know There's place like that where I can go Where I can restore my weary soul On the mountain slopes and the soft blue smoke Of home Home sweet home Home Back to the hills with the whippoorwills of Home With the fireflies blinkin' and the night stars winkin' Home Honeysuckle vine and Muscadine wine at Home Where the ginseng grows in the shady groves of Home With family and friends and joy that never ends Home There's no place like it, no place like it Home

Here I sit, all alone Thinkin' bout what I should of known You make me think that I could need you You weaved your magic spell and I believed you Looking back, on you and me Promises that will, never be I truly thought that we were lovers, (lovers) But now I find i'm just like all the others Heartbreaker, wish I'd seen that love was blind Sweet little love maker, taking my heart and leaving me behind Heartbreaker, couldn't you be just a little more kind, to me Played with fire, felt it's burn I would have thought that I would of learned I melted every time you kissed me, (kissed me) Each time you'd leave I thought you'd miss me Heartbreaker, wish i'd seen that love was blind Sweet little love maker, taking my heart and leaving me behind Heartbreaker, couldn't you be just a little more kind to me Heartbreaker, wish i'd seen that love was blind Sweet little love maker, taking my heart and leaving me behind Heartbreaker, couldn't you be just a little more kind to me Heartbreaker, wish i'd seen that love was blind Sweet little love maker, taking my heart and leaving me behind Heartbreaker, couldn't you be just a little more kind to me