Tabbed 5/15/05  
 Capo on 2nd Fret 
  
C (muted)  
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains  
C                           G  
Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans  
  
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained  
                             C  
Took us all the way to New Orleans  
  
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                                    N.C. 
Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee  
  
(Key change)  
  
  
D (muted)  
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun  
D                               A  
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul  
  
Standin' right beside me Lord thru everything I done  
                                      D  
And every night she kept me from the cold  
   
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                                    N.C.          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                                    N.C.           
Feelin' good was good enough for me, Bobby McGee