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BustedC flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans G
Bobby thumbed a G7diesel down just before it rained
Took us all the way to New Orleans C G
CI took my mouth harp out of my old dirty red bandana
I was playin' sad while Bobby C7sang the blues F
Those windshield wipers slappin' time and BCobby's clappin' hands we finally
GSang up every song that driver kCnew, whoa C7
FFreedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose C
GNothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's fCree, whoa C7
FFeelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues C
GFeelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee
DFrom the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul A
Standin' right beside me LordA7 thru everything I done
And every night she kept me from the cDold A7
DThen somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away
Lookin' for the home I hope she'll fGind
I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a sDingle yesterday
AHoldin' Bobby's body next to mDine, D9whoa
GFreedom's just another word for notDhin' left to lose
ANothin' left is all she left for Dme, D9whoa
GFeelin' good was easy Lord when DBobby sang the blues
AFeelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee, wD9hoa
GFreedom's just another word for noDthin' left to lose
ANothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's Dfree, D9whoa
GFeelin' good was easy Lord when DBobby sang the blues
AFeelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee
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