G

Busted flat in Baton Rouge waitin' for a train

                           D

Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans.

D

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained

D7                           G-C-G

Rode us all the way to New Orleans.

  G

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna

      G7                                C

I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues.

C                                      G

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

D                              D7

We sang every song that driver knew.



C                               G

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

D                  D7                  G-G7

Nothin' don't mean nothin' if it ain't free.

C                            G

Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues.

D                                  -D7

Feelin' good was good enough for me,

                               G

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.



         G

From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,

                               D

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.

        D

Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done,

     D7                            G-C-G

Hey, Bobby's body kept me from the cold.

    G

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away,

     G7                                  C

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

        C                              G

But I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday,

      D                            D7

To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.



C                               G

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

    D                   D7                G

And nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free.

    C                                 G

And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues,

    D                                 -D7

And feelin' good was good enough for me

                                      G

Oh, good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.