Me and Bobby Mcgee chords

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_ _ _ _ This reminds me of the days when we'd be, and nights, we'd be sitting there trying.
to knock each other out with songs and pass the guitar around.
It's some of the.
best times I've ever had in my life, listening to, and listening to you guys.
It, it's a little daunting to follow, but it's, it's the reason I love Nashville.
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_ _ A _ _ _ _ Busted flat that roof, hidden parked train, even nearly faded E as my jeans.
_ _ Bobby thonned.
the diesel down just before the rain, _ took us all the way to A New Orleans.
_ _ I pulled my.
heart out of my dirty red bandana, was blowing sad while Bobby D sang the blues.
_ With them windshield wipers slapping A time and Bobby clapping hands, we E finally.
sang up every song that A driver knew.
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Freedom's just another A word for nothing.
left to lose.
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Nothing ain't worth A nothing but it's free.
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Feeling good A was easy, Lord,.
when Bobby sang the blues.
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Feeling good was good enough for me, _ _ _ good enough for.
me, A Bobby McGee.
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_ _ A _ _ _ From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets.
E of my soul.
_ _ Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done, every night.
she kept me A from the cold.
_ Then somewhere near Selena's, Lord, I let her slip away,.
_ looking for the home I D hope she'll find.
_ I'd trade all my tomorrows A for a single.
yesterday, E holding Bobby's body A next to mine.
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Freedom's just another A word for.
nothing left to lose.
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Nothing ain't worth nothing A but it's free.
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Feeling good was.
easy, A Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
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Buddy, that was good enough for me.
Janice, _ good enough for me, A Bobby McGee.
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_ _ A _ _ _ _ Am Thank you.
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