11 acessos
G
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
D7
When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
G C G
And rode us all the way into New Orleans
G
I pulled my harp out of my dirty red bandana
G7 C
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
C G
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
D7
We sang every song that driver knew
C G
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
D7 G
Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free
C G
And feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when he sang the blues
D7
You know feelin' good was good enough for me
G
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
G
From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
G D7
Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
G
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold
One day up near Salinas, lord, I let him slip away
G7 C
He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
G
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday
D7
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
Chorus