Chords for ONE ON ONE: Kris Kristofferson - Me and Bobby McGee April 29th, 2017 City Winery New York
Tempo:
121.55 bpm
Chords used:
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E
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[E]
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, heading for the train, feeling nearly faded [E] as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way to [A] New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana,
blowing sad while [D] Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield wipers slapping [A] time and Bobby clapping hands,
we [E] finally sang up every song that [A] driver knew.
[D] Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free.
[D] Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee.
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[A]
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets [E] of my soul.
Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I'd done,
every night she kept me from [A] the cold.
Somewhere near Selena's, Lord, I let her slip away,
looking for the home I hope [D] she'll find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for [A] a single yesterday,
[E] holding Bobby's body next [A] to mine.
[D] Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free.
[D] Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee. Bye.
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, heading for the train, feeling nearly faded [E] as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way to [A] New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana,
blowing sad while [D] Bobby sang the blues.
With them windshield wipers slapping [A] time and Bobby clapping hands,
we [E] finally sang up every song that [A] driver knew.
[D] Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free.
[D] Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee.
[E]
[A]
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets [E] of my soul.
Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I'd done,
every night she kept me from [A] the cold.
Somewhere near Selena's, Lord, I let her slip away,
looking for the home I hope [D] she'll find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for [A] a single yesterday,
[E] holding Bobby's body next [A] to mine.
[D] Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free.
[D] Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee. Bye.
[E]
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Key:
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_ _ Busted flat in Baton Rouge, _ heading for the train, _ _ feeling nearly faded [E] as my jeans. _ _
_ _ Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, _ took us all the way to [A] New Orleans. _ _ _
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana,
_ blowing sad while [D] Bobby sang the blues. _
With them windshield wipers slapping [A] time and Bobby clapping hands,
we [E] finally sang up every song that [A] driver knew. _ _ _ _
[D] _ Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] _ Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free. _ _ _
_ [D] _ Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
_ [E] Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ _ _ good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee. _ _ _
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From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
_ Bobby shared the secrets [E] of my soul. _ _ _
_ Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I'd done, _
_ every night she kept me from [A] the cold. _ _ _ _
Somewhere near Selena's, Lord, I let her slip away, _
_ looking for the home I hope [D] she'll find.
_ And I'd trade all my _ tomorrows for [A] a single yesterday, _
[E] _ holding Bobby's body next [A] to mine. _ _ _ _
[D] _ Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] _ Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free. _ _ _ _
[D] _ Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] _ Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ _ _ good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee. _ Bye. _
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_ _ Busted flat in Baton Rouge, _ heading for the train, _ _ feeling nearly faded [E] as my jeans. _ _
_ _ Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained, _ took us all the way to [A] New Orleans. _ _ _
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana,
_ blowing sad while [D] Bobby sang the blues. _
With them windshield wipers slapping [A] time and Bobby clapping hands,
we [E] finally sang up every song that [A] driver knew. _ _ _ _
[D] _ Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] _ Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free. _ _ _
_ [D] _ Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
_ [E] Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ _ _ good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee. _ _ _
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From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
_ Bobby shared the secrets [E] of my soul. _ _ _
_ Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I'd done, _
_ every night she kept me from [A] the cold. _ _ _ _
Somewhere near Selena's, Lord, I let her slip away, _
_ looking for the home I hope [D] she'll find.
_ And I'd trade all my _ tomorrows for [A] a single yesterday, _
[E] _ holding Bobby's body next [A] to mine. _ _ _ _
[D] _ Freedom's just another [A] word for nothing left to lose.
[E] _ Nothing ain't worth nothing [A] but it's free. _ _ _ _
[D] _ Feeling good was easy, [A] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[E] _ Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ _ _ good enough for me and [A] Bobby McGee. _ Bye. _
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