Me And Bobby McGee chords

Em _ _ _ _ _ Am _ A _ D _ .
G _ _ _ C _ _ G _ _ _ .
_ Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train.
I see the news faded as D my jeans.
_ Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained.
That rode us all the way into G New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana.
And I was playing soft while Bobby C sang the blues.
_ When she whopper slapped me G time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine.
D We sang every song that daddy knew.
_ _ C _ Freedom's just another G word for nothing left to lose.
D Nothing, don't mean nothing, G honey, if it ain't free.
_ C And feeling good was G easy, Lord, Bobby sang the blues.
D And feeling good was good enough for me.
Mm-hmm, good enough for me G and my Bobby McGee.
_ A _ _ _ From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun.
Bobby shared the secrets E of my soul.
Through all kinds of weather and through everything that we done.
Said Bobby, baby, he kept me A from the cold.
_ One day up near Salina Snowhorn, I let him slip away.
But he was looking for that home and D I hope he finds it.
But I trade all of my tomorrows G for one A single yesterday.
E To be holding Bobby's body next to mine.
_ _ D.
Freedom's just another word A for nothing left to Em lose.
E.
Nothing, that's all A that's left to me.
G _ D.
Feeling good was G easy, Lord, A Bobby sang the E blues.
I said feeling good was good enough for me.
Mm-hmm, good enough for me and my A Bobby McGee.
_ La-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da, _ la-da-da, _ E Bobby McGee.
La-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da, _ _ _ A Bobby McGee _ .
La-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da, _ _ _ _ Bobby E McGee.
La-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da, la-da-da, Bobby A _ McGee.
Bobby _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ E McGee, _ Bobby _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ A McGee.
That's _ Em _ _ .
A _ _ _ Em _ when somebody else has to take over.