ME AND BOBBY McGEE piano leadsheet with chords

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, to the headin' for the trains,

feelin' nearly faded as my jeans.

Bobby thumbed a diesel down through just before it rained;

took us all the way to New Orleans.

Then I took my harpoon out of my dirty,

red bandanna and was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues.

And With them windshield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands,

we fin'lly sang up ev'ry song that driver knew.

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose.

Nothin' ain't worth nothin', but it's free.

Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when

Bobby sang the blues;

and feelin' good was good enough for me,

good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

From the coal mines of Kentucky Rouge,

to the California sun,

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul;

standin' right beside me, down through ev'rything I done,

ev'ry night she kept me from the cold.

Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,

na and was lookin' for the home I hope she'll find.

And I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday,

we fin'lly holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.

Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose.

Nothin' left is all she left for me.

Feelin' good was easy, Lord, when

Bobby sang the blues;

And, buddy, that was good enough for me,

good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

From the Gee.