Highwayman (The Highwaymen album) - Wikipedia

About the Song

  • “Me and Bobby McGee” was originally written by Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster, but it gained widespread popularity through Janis Joplin’s rendition in 1971. The Highwaymen, comprising Johnny Cash, Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson, and Kris Kristofferson, later released their version in 1985, adding their own unique flavor to this timeless ballad.
  • The song narrates the tale of a free-spirited journey, reminiscing on love, loss, and the pursuit of freedom. Its poignant lyrics and soulful melodies have resonated with listeners across generations, making it one of The Highwaymen’s most iconic performances.
  • The Highwaymen, a supergroup formed by four legendary country artists, came together in the mid-1980s, leaving an indelible mark on the music industry. Their collaboration on “Me and Bobby McGee” showcases the unparalleled talent and chemistry among these iconic musicians, cementing their place in musical history.

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Lyrics: Me and Bobby McGee

Busted flat in Baton Rouge headed for the trainsFeelin’ nearly faded as my jeansBobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rainedTook us all the way to New Orleans
I took my har’poon out of my dirty red bandannaI was playin’ sad while Bobby sang the bluesWith them windshield wipers slappin’ timeAnd Bobby clappin’ handsWe finally sang up ever song that driver knew
Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to loseNothin’ ain’t worth nothin’ but it’s freeFeeling good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the bluesFeeling it was good enough for meGood enough for me and Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sunBobby shared the secrets of my soulStandin’ right beside me Lord through everything I doneEvery night she’d keep me from the cold
Somewhere near Salinas Lord Bobby slipped awayLookin’ for the home I hope she’ll findI’d trade all of my tomorrows for just one yesterdayHolding her body close to mine
Freedom’s just another word for nothin’ left to loseNothin’ ain’t worth nothin’ but it’s freeFeeling good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the bluesFeeling it was good enough for meGood enough for me and Bobby McGee

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