Me And Bobby McGee

C
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains
                            G
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
         G7
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
                               C  G
Took us all the way to New Orleans
C
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's clappin' hands we finally
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, Bobby McGee
D
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
                              A
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
                   A7
Standin' right beside me Lord thru everything I done
                       D                   A7
And every night she kept me from the cold
D
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 of my tomorrows for a single yesterday
A                  D   D9
Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine, whoa
G                     D
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
A                        D    D9
Nothin' left is all she left for me, whoa
G                   D
Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
A                              D9
Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee, whoa
G                    D
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
A                         D    D9
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free, whoa
G                   D
Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
A
Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee