LeAnn Rimes

must've flattened baton rouge
waitin' for a train
when i was feelin' near as faded as my jeans
well,bobby thumbed the diesel down
just before it rained
rode us all the way to new orleans
well i pulled my harpoon, outta my dirty red bandana
i's playing soft while bobby sang the blues
windshield wipers slappin' time, i's holdin' bobby's hand and mine
we sang ever song that driver knew
freedom's just another word, for nothin' left to lose
yeah, nothing, and i know, i know that it ain't free
yeah, feelin' good was easy, oh yeah, i really sang the blues
you know feelin' good was good enough for me
good enough for me and my bobby mcgee
from the ken-tucky coal mine, to the california sun
bobby shared the secrets of my sole
through all kinds of weather
through everything that we had done
yeah bobby baby, kept me from the cold
now one day near salina, i let him slip away
he's lookin' for that home that i hope he finds
yeah i'll trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday
to be holdin' bobby's body next to mine
yeah freedom's just another word, for nothin' left to lose
yeah, nothing, and i know, i know that it ain't free
yeah, feelin' good was easy, oh yeah, i really sang the blues
you know feelin' good was good enough for me
good enough for me and my bobby mcgee
la da da.....(fading out).....