Chords for Grateful Dead - Me and Bobby McGee
Tempo:
128.95 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bm
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train, [G]
[D] feeling nearly faded as [A] my jeans.
Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way to New [D] Orleans.
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana, I was low and sad while Bobby sang [G] the blues.
With them windshield wipers slapping time [D] and Bobby clapping hands, he [A] finally sang near every song that [D] drives.
[G] Freedom's just another word [D] for nothing left to do,
[A] nothing ain't worth nothing but [D] scream.
[F#]
[G] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [D] when Bobby sang the blues.
[A] Feeling good was good enough for me.
Good enough for me, [D] Bobby McGee.
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[A]
[D]
[G]
[D] [G] [D]
[Bm]
[G]
[Em] [G]
[D]
[A]
[D] From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secret of [A] my soul.
Standing right [B] beside me, Lord, [A] here's everything I've done.
Bobby's body kept me [D] from the cold, dead somewhere near the city.
Lord, I'd let her slip away.
Looking for that old, my old, [G] old shit bag, and I'd trade all my tomorrow [D] for a single yesterday.
[A] Holding Bobby's body close [D] to mine.
[Bm]
[G] Freedom's just another [D] word for nothing left to lose,
[A] nothing was all she left [D] for me.
[F#]
[G] Feeling good was easy, [D] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[A] Feeling good was good enough for me.
Good enough for me, [D] Bobby McGee.
[G] [D]
Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le Le le le
[A]
Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le [D] Le le le Le le le Le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le La da da da la
[G] Freedom's just another word, [D] boy, nothing left to do.
[A] Nothing ain't worth nothing, [D] but it's free.
[Bm]
[G] Feeling good was easy, oh, [D] when brothers sang the blues.
[A] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me.
[D] Hallelujah.
[D#] [E] [A]
[D] [Em] [D]
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train, [G]
[D] feeling nearly faded as [A] my jeans.
Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way to New [D] Orleans.
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana, I was low and sad while Bobby sang [G] the blues.
With them windshield wipers slapping time [D] and Bobby clapping hands, he [A] finally sang near every song that [D] drives.
[G] Freedom's just another word [D] for nothing left to do,
[A] nothing ain't worth nothing but [D] scream.
[F#]
[G] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [D] when Bobby sang the blues.
[A] Feeling good was good enough for me.
Good enough for me, [D] Bobby McGee.
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[A]
[D]
[G]
[D] [G] [D]
[Bm]
[G]
[Em] [G]
[D]
[A]
[D] From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secret of [A] my soul.
Standing right [B] beside me, Lord, [A] here's everything I've done.
Bobby's body kept me [D] from the cold, dead somewhere near the city.
Lord, I'd let her slip away.
Looking for that old, my old, [G] old shit bag, and I'd trade all my tomorrow [D] for a single yesterday.
[A] Holding Bobby's body close [D] to mine.
[Bm]
[G] Freedom's just another [D] word for nothing left to lose,
[A] nothing was all she left [D] for me.
[F#]
[G] Feeling good was easy, [D] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
[A] Feeling good was good enough for me.
Good enough for me, [D] Bobby McGee.
[G] [D]
Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le Le le le
[A]
Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le [D] Le le le Le le le Le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le La da da da la
[G] Freedom's just another word, [D] boy, nothing left to do.
[A] Nothing ain't worth nothing, [D] but it's free.
[Bm]
[G] Feeling good was easy, oh, [D] when brothers sang the blues.
[A] Feeling good was good enough for me, good enough for me.
[D] Hallelujah.
[D#] [E] [A]
[D] [Em] [D]
Key:
D
G
A
Bm
F#
D
G
A
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Busted flat in Baton Rouge, _ waiting for a train, _ [G] _
[D] _ feeling nearly faded as [A] my jeans. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, _ _ _ took us all the way to New [D] Orleans.
_ I _ _ _ _ took my harpoon out of _ _ my dirty red bandana, _ I was low and sad while Bobby sang [G] the blues. _ _ _ _
With them windshield wipers slapping time [D] and Bobby clapping hands, he [A] finally sang near every song that [D] drives. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ Freedom's just another word [D] for _ nothing left to do, _
[A] _ _ nothing ain't worth nothing but [D] scream.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _
[G] _ _ Feeling good was easy, Lord, [D] when Bobby sang the blues. _
_ [A] _ Feeling good was good enough for me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Good enough for me, [D] Bobby _ _ McGee. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ From the coal mines of Kentucky to the _ California sun, _ _ _ _ Bobby shared the secret of [A] my soul. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Standing right [B] beside me, Lord, [A] _ here's everything I've done. _ _
_ _ Bobby's body kept me [D] from the cold, _ _ _ _ _ dead somewhere near the city. _
Lord, I'd let her slip away. _ _
_ Looking for that old, my old, [G] old shit bag, _ _ _ _ and I'd trade all my _ tomorrow [D] for a single _ yesterday. _ _
[A] _ _ Holding Bobby's body close [D] to mine.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [G] _ _ Freedom's just another [D] word for nothing left to lose, _
_ [A] _ nothing was all she left [D] for me.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [G] _ Feeling good was easy, [D] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
_ [A] _ Feeling good was good enough for me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Good enough for me, [D] Bobby McGee.
_ _ [G] _ _ [D]
Le le le Le le le Le _ le le Le _ _ _ le Le le le _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le [D] Le le le Le le le Le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le La da da da la _ _ _
[G] _ _ Freedom's just another word, [D] boy, nothing left to do. _
[A] _ _ Nothing ain't worth nothing, [D] but it's free.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ Feeling good was easy, oh, [D] when brothers sang the blues. _
_ [A] _ Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ good enough for me.
[D] Hallelujah. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D#] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Busted flat in Baton Rouge, _ waiting for a train, _ [G] _
[D] _ feeling nearly faded as [A] my jeans. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, _ _ _ took us all the way to New [D] Orleans.
_ I _ _ _ _ took my harpoon out of _ _ my dirty red bandana, _ I was low and sad while Bobby sang [G] the blues. _ _ _ _
With them windshield wipers slapping time [D] and Bobby clapping hands, he [A] finally sang near every song that [D] drives. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ Freedom's just another word [D] for _ nothing left to do, _
[A] _ _ nothing ain't worth nothing but [D] scream.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _
[G] _ _ Feeling good was easy, Lord, [D] when Bobby sang the blues. _
_ [A] _ Feeling good was good enough for me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Good enough for me, [D] Bobby _ _ McGee. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ From the coal mines of Kentucky to the _ California sun, _ _ _ _ Bobby shared the secret of [A] my soul. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Standing right [B] beside me, Lord, [A] _ here's everything I've done. _ _
_ _ Bobby's body kept me [D] from the cold, _ _ _ _ _ dead somewhere near the city. _
Lord, I'd let her slip away. _ _
_ Looking for that old, my old, [G] old shit bag, _ _ _ _ and I'd trade all my _ tomorrow [D] for a single _ yesterday. _ _
[A] _ _ Holding Bobby's body close [D] to mine.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [G] _ _ Freedom's just another [D] word for nothing left to lose, _
_ [A] _ nothing was all she left [D] for me.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [G] _ Feeling good was easy, [D] Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
_ [A] _ Feeling good was good enough for me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Good enough for me, [D] Bobby McGee.
_ _ [G] _ _ [D]
Le le le Le le le Le _ le le Le _ _ _ le Le le le _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le [D] Le le le Le le le Le le Le le le Le le le Le le le Le le le La da da da la _ _ _
[G] _ _ Freedom's just another word, [D] boy, nothing left to do. _
[A] _ _ Nothing ain't worth nothing, [D] but it's free.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] _ _ Feeling good was easy, oh, [D] when brothers sang the blues. _
_ [A] _ Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ good enough for me.
[D] Hallelujah. _ _ _ _ _ _
[D#] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _