Tono: D
C
(muted)
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train,
C
G
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans,
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
C
Took us all the way to New Orleans,
I took my mouth harp out of my old dirty red bandana
C7
F
I was playin' sad while Bobby sang the blues,
C
Those windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands, we fin'lly
G
C
C7
Sang up every song that driver knew. Whoa
F
C
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose.
G
C
C7
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. Whoa
F
C
Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
G
Feelin' good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
D
(muted)
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
D
A
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Standin' right beside me, Lord, thru everything I done,
D
Ev'ry night she kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
G
Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find.
D
I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
A
D
D2
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. Whoa
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