Bobby McGee  


 C G7 F chords  for The Sunbrella Music Forum Music Appreciation Course


C Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains,

Feelin' nearly faded as my G7 jeans.

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,

Took us all the way to New C Orleans.

Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the F blues,

With the windshield wipers slappin' time and

C Bobby clappin' hands we G7 sang up every song

That driver C knew.

Chorus

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

And G7 nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's C free,

F Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when A Bobby sang the blues,

And G7 buddy, that was good enough for me,

Good enough for me and Bobby Mc CGee.
 

C From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun,

Bobby shared the secrets of my G7 soul,

Standin' right beside me through everythin' I done,

And every night she kept me from the C cold.

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,

She was lookin' for the home I hope she'd F find,

Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for a C single yesterday,

G7 Holdin' Bobby's body close to C mine.

Chorus


      

Slightly different chords  C C7  G7 F chords.

  

  Me and Bobby McGee
recorded by Kris Kristofferson 
written by Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster 

C
Busted flat in Baton Rouge headin' for the trains
                           G7
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans
 
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
                           C
Took us all the way to New Orleans
 
Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
                          C7             F
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues
 
With them windshield wipers slappin' time and
C
Bobby clappin' hands we finally 
G7                             C    C7
Sang up every song that driver knew
 
F                               C
Freedom's just another word for  nothin' left to lose
G7                                      C     C7
And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
F                               C
Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
    G7
And feeling good was good enough for me
                                C
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
 
 
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun
                               G7
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
 
Standin' right beside me through everythin' I done
                                     C
And every night she kept me from the cold
 
Then somewhere near Salinas Lord I let her slip away
        C7                                 F
She was lookin' for the home I hope she'll find
                                     C
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
G7                            C
Holdin' Bobby's body close to mine
 
F                               C
Freedom's just another word for  nothin' left to lose
G7                                      C     C7
And nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free
F                               C
Feelin' good was easy Lord when Bobby sang the blues
    G7
And feeling good was good enough for me
                                C
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee


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Different chords for other readers


A Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains,                                           

Feelin' nearly faded as my E jeans.

Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,                                              

Took us all the way to New A Orleans.

Took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the D blues,

With the windshield wipers slappin' time and

A Bobby clappin' hands we E sang up every song

That driver A  knew.

Chorus


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

And E nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's A free,

D Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when A Bobby sang the blues,

And E buddy, that was good enough for me,

Good enough for me and  Bobby McAGee.
 

A From the coalmines of Kentucky to the California sun,

Bobby shared the secrets of my E soul,

Standin' right beside me through everythin' I done,

And every night she kept me from the A cold.

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,

She was lookin' for the home I hope she'd D find,

Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for a A single yesterday,

E Holdin' Bobby's body close to A mine. 

Chorus 


 

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