Chords for Kris Kristofferson - Me and Bobby McGee (Breakthrough, 1989)
Tempo:
80.05 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Bm
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bm] [C]
[G]
[C]
Busted flat and batten roads, heading for the train, feeling nearly faded [G] as my jeans
Bobby thrown the diesel [C] down [G]
just before rain, took us all the way to [C] New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red van down, I was blowing sand while Bobby [F] sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slapping [C] time and Bobby clapping hands, we [G] finally sang off every song that [C] drive us crazy
[F] Green on is just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the [C] lose
[F] Feeling good was the new [C] orphan, Bobby sang the blues
[G] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secret of [G] my soul
Standing right beside me Lord through everything I done, every night she kept me from [C] the cold
Been somewhere near Salinas, Lord I've never slept away, looking for the home I [F] hope she'll find
The love trade all my tomorrows for [C] one single yesterday, [G] old Bobby is by the way [C] next to mine
[F] Freedom's just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the lose
[C]
Feeling [F] good was easy [C] Lord when Bobby sang the blues
[G] Buddy that was [C] good enough [G] for me, good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee
Looking back over my life I can [G] see how my whole life's been sort of a struggle for personal freedom
Freedom of expression, I've bailed out of several [C] safe lives that were programmed for me by others
And in each case when I did it the feeling was [G] exhilarating, it was a free fall and a little terrifying
All of it seems to have been evolving toward a [Dm] freedom of [C] expression, of allowing myself to be [F] who I was [G] supposed to be
[C] And I think that is what [A] the struggle for every [C] individual really is
[N]
[G]
[C]
Busted flat and batten roads, heading for the train, feeling nearly faded [G] as my jeans
Bobby thrown the diesel [C] down [G]
just before rain, took us all the way to [C] New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red van down, I was blowing sand while Bobby [F] sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slapping [C] time and Bobby clapping hands, we [G] finally sang off every song that [C] drive us crazy
[F] Green on is just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the [C] lose
[F] Feeling good was the new [C] orphan, Bobby sang the blues
[G] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secret of [G] my soul
Standing right beside me Lord through everything I done, every night she kept me from [C] the cold
Been somewhere near Salinas, Lord I've never slept away, looking for the home I [F] hope she'll find
The love trade all my tomorrows for [C] one single yesterday, [G] old Bobby is by the way [C] next to mine
[F] Freedom's just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the lose
[C]
Feeling [F] good was easy [C] Lord when Bobby sang the blues
[G] Buddy that was [C] good enough [G] for me, good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee
Looking back over my life I can [G] see how my whole life's been sort of a struggle for personal freedom
Freedom of expression, I've bailed out of several [C] safe lives that were programmed for me by others
And in each case when I did it the feeling was [G] exhilarating, it was a free fall and a little terrifying
All of it seems to have been evolving toward a [Dm] freedom of [C] expression, of allowing myself to be [F] who I was [G] supposed to be
[C] And I think that is what [A] the struggle for every [C] individual really is
[N]
Key:
C
G
F
Bm
Dm
C
G
F
[Bm] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ Busted flat and batten roads, heading for the train, feeling nearly faded [G] as my jeans
Bobby thrown the diesel [C] down [G]
just before rain, took us all the way to [C] New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red van down, I was blowing sand while Bobby [F] sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slapping [C] time and Bobby clapping hands, we [G] finally sang off every song that [C] drive us crazy
_ [F] Green on is just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the [C] lose _
_ _ [F] Feeling good was the new [C] orphan, Bobby sang the blues
[G] Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee
_ From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secret of [G] my soul
_ _ Standing right beside me Lord through everything I done, _ every night she kept me from [C] the cold
Been somewhere near Salinas, Lord I've never slept away, _ looking for the home I [F] hope she'll find
The love trade all my tomorrows for [C] one single yesterday, _ [G] old Bobby is by the way [C] next to mine _
_ _ [F] Freedom's just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the lose
[C] _
Feeling _ [F] _ good was easy [C] Lord when Bobby sang the blues
[G] Buddy that was [C] good enough [G] for me, _ _ good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee _ _ _ _ _ _
Looking back over my life I can [G] see how my whole life's been sort of a struggle for personal freedom
Freedom of expression, I've bailed out of several _ [C] safe _ lives that were programmed for me by others
And in each case when I did it the feeling was [G] exhilarating, it was a free fall and a little terrifying
All of it seems to have been _ _ evolving toward a [Dm] freedom of [C] expression, of allowing myself to be [F] who I was [G] supposed to be
[C] And I think that is what [A] the struggle for every [C] individual really is
_ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ Busted flat and batten roads, heading for the train, feeling nearly faded [G] as my jeans
Bobby thrown the diesel [C] down [G]
just before rain, took us all the way to [C] New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red van down, I was blowing sand while Bobby [F] sang the blues
With them windshield wipers slapping [C] time and Bobby clapping hands, we [G] finally sang off every song that [C] drive us crazy
_ [F] Green on is just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the [C] lose _
_ _ [F] Feeling good was the new [C] orphan, Bobby sang the blues
[G] Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee
_ From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secret of [G] my soul
_ _ Standing right beside me Lord through everything I done, _ every night she kept me from [C] the cold
Been somewhere near Salinas, Lord I've never slept away, _ looking for the home I [F] hope she'll find
The love trade all my tomorrows for [C] one single yesterday, _ [G] old Bobby is by the way [C] next to mine _
_ _ [F] Freedom's just another word [C] for nothing worth the lose, [G] nothing worth the lose
[C] _
Feeling _ [F] _ good was easy [C] Lord when Bobby sang the blues
[G] Buddy that was [C] good enough [G] for me, _ _ good enough for me, [C] Bobby McGee _ _ _ _ _ _
Looking back over my life I can [G] see how my whole life's been sort of a struggle for personal freedom
Freedom of expression, I've bailed out of several _ [C] safe _ lives that were programmed for me by others
And in each case when I did it the feeling was [G] exhilarating, it was a free fall and a little terrifying
All of it seems to have been _ _ evolving toward a [Dm] freedom of [C] expression, of allowing myself to be [F] who I was [G] supposed to be
[C] And I think that is what [A] the struggle for every [C] individual really is
_ _ [N] _ _