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.