G                                 
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train 
                                     D7       
When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans 
  
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained 
                                   G      C    G 
And rode us all the way into New Orleans 
 

  G  
I pulled my harp out of my dirty red bandana 
                        G7            C      
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues 
                 C                  G                 
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine 
D7               
We sang every song that driver knew 
 

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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose 
D7                                           G      
Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free 
    C                                G                   
And feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when he sang the blues 
         D7                                    
You know feelin' good was good enough for me 
                                  G                
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee  
 

         G           
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun 
     G                              D7        
Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of my soul 
  
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done 
                                 G      
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold 
                
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 
                                        G             
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday 
      D7                
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine 
 
Chorus