Chords for Johnny Cash - Me and Bobby McGee (Live in Denmark)
Tempo:
84.95 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Eb
G
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bb]
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for the trains, feeling about as faded [F] as my jeans.
Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way [Bb] to New Orleans.
Then [Ebm] I pulled my [Bb] harpoon out of [Eb] my dirty red [Bb] bandana, and was blue and sad while Bobby [Eb] sang the blues.
With a windshield wipers flapping [Bb] time in Bobby's hand and mine, we [F] finally sung up every song [Bb] that driver knew.
[Eb] Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [F] lose.
Nothing ain't worth nothing, [Bb] but it's free, yes it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the blues.
[F] Feeling good was [Dm] good [F] enough for me, for me, good enough for me and [Bb] Bobby McGee.
From the coal mines in Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the [Eb] secrets [F] on my soul.
Standing [Dm] right beside me, [F] Lord, through everything I'd [G] done, [F] and every night she'd keep me [Bb] from the cold.
And then one day near Selena's floor, I let her slip away, looking for the home [Eb] I hoped she'll find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for [Bb] one single yesterday, [G]
[F] [G] holding Bobby's body next [Bb] to mine.
[Eb] Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [Db] lose.
[F] Nothing ain't worth nothing, but [Bb] it's free, but it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the [G] blues.
[F] And feeling good was good [Dm] enough [F] for me, good enough for me [Bb] and Bobby McGee.
[N]
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for the trains, feeling about as faded [F] as my jeans.
Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way [Bb] to New Orleans.
Then [Ebm] I pulled my [Bb] harpoon out of [Eb] my dirty red [Bb] bandana, and was blue and sad while Bobby [Eb] sang the blues.
With a windshield wipers flapping [Bb] time in Bobby's hand and mine, we [F] finally sung up every song [Bb] that driver knew.
[Eb] Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [F] lose.
Nothing ain't worth nothing, [Bb] but it's free, yes it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the blues.
[F] Feeling good was [Dm] good [F] enough for me, for me, good enough for me and [Bb] Bobby McGee.
From the coal mines in Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the [Eb] secrets [F] on my soul.
Standing [Dm] right beside me, [F] Lord, through everything I'd [G] done, [F] and every night she'd keep me [Bb] from the cold.
And then one day near Selena's floor, I let her slip away, looking for the home [Eb] I hoped she'll find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for [Bb] one single yesterday, [G]
[F] [G] holding Bobby's body next [Bb] to mine.
[Eb] Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [Db] lose.
[F] Nothing ain't worth nothing, but [Bb] it's free, but it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the [G] blues.
[F] And feeling good was good [Dm] enough [F] for me, good enough for me [Bb] and Bobby McGee.
[N]
Key:
Bb
F
Eb
G
Dm
Bb
F
Eb
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for the trains, feeling about as faded [F] as my jeans. _
Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way [Bb] to New Orleans. _
Then [Ebm] I pulled my [Bb] harpoon out of [Eb] my dirty red [Bb] bandana, and was blue and sad while Bobby [Eb] sang the blues. _
With a windshield wipers flapping [Bb] time in Bobby's hand and mine, we [F] finally sung up every song [Bb] that driver knew. _ _
[Eb] _ Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [F] lose.
Nothing ain't worth nothing, [Bb] but it's free, yes it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the blues.
[F] Feeling good was [Dm] good [F] enough for me, for me, good enough for me and [Bb] Bobby McGee. _
From the coal mines in Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the [Eb] secrets [F] on my soul. _ _
Standing [Dm] right beside me, [F] Lord, through everything I'd [G] done, [F] and every night she'd keep me [Bb] from the cold. _
And then one day near Selena's floor, I let her slip away, _ looking for the home [Eb] I hoped she'll find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for [Bb] one single yesterday, [G] _
[F] [G] holding Bobby's body next [Bb] to mine. _ _
[Eb] Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [Db] lose.
[F] Nothing ain't worth nothing, but [Bb] it's free, but it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the [G] blues.
[F] And feeling good was good [Dm] enough [F] for me, good enough for me [Bb] and Bobby McGee. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for the trains, feeling about as faded [F] as my jeans. _
Bobby flagged the diesel down just before it rained, took us all the way [Bb] to New Orleans. _
Then [Ebm] I pulled my [Bb] harpoon out of [Eb] my dirty red [Bb] bandana, and was blue and sad while Bobby [Eb] sang the blues. _
With a windshield wipers flapping [Bb] time in Bobby's hand and mine, we [F] finally sung up every song [Bb] that driver knew. _ _
[Eb] _ Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [F] lose.
Nothing ain't worth nothing, [Bb] but it's free, yes it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the blues.
[F] Feeling good was [Dm] good [F] enough for me, for me, good enough for me and [Bb] Bobby McGee. _
From the coal mines in Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the [Eb] secrets [F] on my soul. _ _
Standing [Dm] right beside me, [F] Lord, through everything I'd [G] done, [F] and every night she'd keep me [Bb] from the cold. _
And then one day near Selena's floor, I let her slip away, _ looking for the home [Eb] I hoped she'll find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for [Bb] one single yesterday, [G] _
[F] [G] holding Bobby's body next [Bb] to mine. _ _
[Eb] Freedom's just another word [Bb] for nothing left to [Db] lose.
[F] Nothing ain't worth nothing, but [Bb] it's free, but it's free.
[Eb] Feeling good was easy, Lord, [Bb] while Bobby sang the [G] blues.
[F] And feeling good was good [Dm] enough [F] for me, good enough for me [Bb] and Bobby McGee. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _