G  C 4x  



G               

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train

                                      D   D7

When It's feelin' near as faded as my jeans

D

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained

                                   G  C G

And rode us all the way into New Orleans





I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

                        G7             C    

It's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues

                                       G               

Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine

                               D7

We sang every song that driver knew



C                               G               

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

D7                                           G    

Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free

    C                                G                 

And feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when he sang the blues

         D7                             

You know feelin' good was good enough for me

                                  G   A   

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee



         A                                   

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun

                                    E7  

Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

        

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done

                                 A     

Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold



    

One day up near Salinas, lo-ord, I let him slip away

                      A7                 D        

He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it

                                        A            

Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday

      E7               

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine



D                               A                 

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose

E7                                      A   

Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me



      D                           A                     

Well, feelin' good was easy, lo-o-ord, when he sang the blues

    E7               

and feelin' good was good enough for me

                                  A         

Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee yeah



      A         

La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa

                                 E7      

  La da da da daa dadada Bobby McGee-ah



Laa li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa

                            A       

Laa la laa la daada Bobby McGee-ah yeah



      A           

La di da, ladida LA dida LA di daa, ladida LA dida LA di daa

                              E7       

Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah

      E7             

Lo lo LO lolo LO lo laa, lololo LO lolo LO lolo LO lolo LO la laa

                              A    

Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah



        A                      

Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man

                                     

I said I called him my lover, did the best I can

                                          E7       

C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah

      

Lo lo lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord oh

                       A        

Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, lord



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