Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train, 在巴吞鲁日捣毁平，一直等着火车，

Feeling nearly faded as my jeans, 感觉几乎消失为我的牛仔裤，

Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained, 鲍比标记柴油降，就在下雨，

Took us all the way to New Orleans. 带我们一路新奥尔良。

   

I took my harp on out of my dirty red bandanna, 我把我的竖琴上了我的肮脏的红手帕的，

I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues, 我是吹难过，而博比唱蓝调，

With them windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby clappin' hands, 与他们雨刷slappin的时间，鲍比彬的手，

We sang every song that driver knew. 我们唱的每一首歌的司机知道。

   

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do. 自由的只是一个词什么也没留下来做。

Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. 没什么是不值得没什么，但它是免费的。

Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 感觉好是很容易的主，当鲍比唱蓝调。

Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 感觉好了，我和鲍比·麦吉对我不够好，不够好。

   

From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, 来自肯塔基州的煤矿的加州阳光，

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul, 鲍比分享了我的灵魂的秘密，

Standing right beside me, Lord, in everything I done, 站在我旁边，主啊，在一切我做的，

Bobby's body kept me from the cold. 鲍比的身体从寒冷使我。

   

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, 那么近的地方萨利纳斯，主啊，我让她溜走，

Lookin' for that home, I hope she finds, 追寻的那家，我希望她发现，

And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday 我想换单交易昨天我所有的明天

Holding Bobby's body close to mine. 控股鲍比的身体贴近我。

   

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose. 自由的只是另一种说法没什么可以失去。

Nothin' was all she left for me. 没什么，一切都是她留给我的。

Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 感觉好是很容易的主，当鲍比唱蓝调。

Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 感觉好了，我和鲍比·麦吉对我不够好，不够好。

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do. 自由的只是一个词什么也没留下来做。

Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. 没什么是不值得没什么，但它是免费的。

Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 感觉好是很容易的主，当鲍比唱蓝调。

Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 感觉好了，我和鲍比·麦吉对我不够好，不够好。