Chords for Me And Bobby McGee
Tempo:
86.8 bpm
Chords used:
B
A
F#
E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
Must have fly'd from Bannamroose, heading for the train, feeling nearly fitted [E] as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed the diesel down just before it rained, took us all [A] away to New Orleans.
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana, and was low and sad while Bobby [D] sang the tune.
With those windshield whoppers sloppin' [A] timin', Bobby clappin' hands, we finally [E] sung up every song that driver [A] knew.
[D] Freedom's just another [A] word for nothin' left to lose, [E] nothing ain't worth nothin' [A] but it's free.
[F#m] [D] Feelin' good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee.
[B] From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets [F#] of my soul.
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, every night you kept me from [B] the cold.
Then somewhere near St.
Helena, Lord, I let her slip away, searchin' for the home I heard [E] she owe.
And I'd give all of my [F#m] tomorrows [B] for a single yesterday, [F#] holdin' Bobby's body close [B] to mine.
[E] Freedom's just another word [B] for nothin' left to lose, [F#] nothing ain't worth nothin' but [B] it's free.
[D#] [E] Feelin' good was easy, Lord, [B] when Bobby sang the blues.
[F#] Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [B] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la, la la, la la me and [B] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [B] Bobby McGee.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
[N]
Must have fly'd from Bannamroose, heading for the train, feeling nearly fitted [E] as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed the diesel down just before it rained, took us all [A] away to New Orleans.
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana, and was low and sad while Bobby [D] sang the tune.
With those windshield whoppers sloppin' [A] timin', Bobby clappin' hands, we finally [E] sung up every song that driver [A] knew.
[D] Freedom's just another [A] word for nothin' left to lose, [E] nothing ain't worth nothin' [A] but it's free.
[F#m] [D] Feelin' good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee.
[B] From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets [F#] of my soul.
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, every night you kept me from [B] the cold.
Then somewhere near St.
Helena, Lord, I let her slip away, searchin' for the home I heard [E] she owe.
And I'd give all of my [F#m] tomorrows [B] for a single yesterday, [F#] holdin' Bobby's body close [B] to mine.
[E] Freedom's just another word [B] for nothin' left to lose, [F#] nothing ain't worth nothin' but [B] it's free.
[D#] [E] Feelin' good was easy, Lord, [B] when Bobby sang the blues.
[F#] Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [B] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la, la la, la la me and [B] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [B] Bobby McGee.
[F#]
[B]
[F#]
[N]
Key:
B
A
F#
E
D
B
A
F#
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Must have fly'd from Bannamroose, heading for the train, feeling nearly fitted [E] as my jeans.
_ _ Bobby thumbed the diesel down just before it rained, took us all [A] away to New Orleans.
_ _ I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana, and was low and sad while Bobby [D] sang the tune.
_ With those windshield whoppers sloppin' [A] timin', Bobby clappin' hands, we finally [E] sung up every song that driver [A] knew.
_ _ [D] _ Freedom's just another [A] word for nothin' left to lose, _ [E] nothing ain't worth nothin' [A] but it's free.
_ [F#m] _ [D] _ Feelin' good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feelin' good was good enough for me, _ _ good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets [F#] of my soul.
_ _ Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, every night you kept me from [B] the cold.
_ Then somewhere near St.
Helena, Lord, I let her slip away, _ searchin' for the home I heard [E] she owe.
_ And I'd give all of my [F#m] tomorrows [B] for a single yesterday, _ [F#] holdin' Bobby's body close [B] to mine.
_ _ [E] Freedom's just another word [B] for nothin' left to lose, [F#] nothing ain't worth nothin' but [B] it's free.
_ _ [D#] _ [E] Feelin' good was easy, Lord, [B] when Bobby sang the blues.
_ [F#] Feelin' good was good enough for me, _ _ good enough for me and [B] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, _ la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la, _ la la, la la me and [B] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [B] Bobby McGee. _ _ _ _
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_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Must have fly'd from Bannamroose, heading for the train, feeling nearly fitted [E] as my jeans.
_ _ Bobby thumbed the diesel down just before it rained, took us all [A] away to New Orleans.
_ _ I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana, and was low and sad while Bobby [D] sang the tune.
_ With those windshield whoppers sloppin' [A] timin', Bobby clappin' hands, we finally [E] sung up every song that driver [A] knew.
_ _ [D] _ Freedom's just another [A] word for nothin' left to lose, _ [E] nothing ain't worth nothin' [A] but it's free.
_ [F#m] _ [D] _ Feelin' good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feelin' good was good enough for me, _ _ good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee.
_ _ [B] _ _ _ From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets [F#] of my soul.
_ _ Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, every night you kept me from [B] the cold.
_ Then somewhere near St.
Helena, Lord, I let her slip away, _ searchin' for the home I heard [E] she owe.
_ And I'd give all of my [F#m] tomorrows [B] for a single yesterday, _ [F#] holdin' Bobby's body close [B] to mine.
_ _ [E] Freedom's just another word [B] for nothin' left to lose, [F#] nothing ain't worth nothin' but [B] it's free.
_ _ [D#] _ [E] Feelin' good was easy, Lord, [B] when Bobby sang the blues.
_ [F#] Feelin' good was good enough for me, _ _ good enough for me and [B] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, _ la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la, _ la la, la la me and [B] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [F#] Bobby McGee.
_ _ La la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la, me and [B] Bobby McGee. _ _ _ _
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
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