ME AND BOBBY MCGEE - Janis Joplin
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
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When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
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Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
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And rode us all the way into New Orleans
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I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
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I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
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Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
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We sang every song that driver knew
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
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Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free
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And feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when he sang the blues
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You know feelin' good was good enough for me
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Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee
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>From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
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Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
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Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
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Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold
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One day up near Salinas, lo-ord, I let him slip away
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He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
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Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday
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To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
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Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me
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Well, feelin' good was easy, lo-o-ord, when he sang the blues
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And feelin' good was good enough for me
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Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee yeah
ME AND BOBBY MCGEE [G]Janis Joplin
Intro G - C G - C G - C G - C
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I Gpulled my harpGoon out of my Gdirty red bandGana I's Gplayin' soft while BG7obby sang the blCuesC CWindshield wipers slCappin' time, I wasG holdin' Bobby's Ghand in mine D7We sang every sD7ong that driver kD7newD7
CFreedom's just anCother word forG nothin' left to lGose D7Nothin', it ain't nD7othin' honey, if it ain't frGeeG And Cfeelin' good was Ceasy, lord, oh,G when he sang the Gblues You know D7feelin' good was D7good enough for mD7eD7 D7Good enough for mD7e and my Bobby McGGeeGAA
>From theA Kentucky Acoal mines to theA CaliforniaA sun Yeah ABobby shared the sAecrets of mE7y soulE7 Through E7all kinds of wE7eather, through E7everything we dE7one Yeah E7Bobby baby E7kept me from the AcoldA
One Aday up near SalAinas, lo-ord,A I let him slip awAay He's Alookin' for that hA7ome and I hope he fDinds itD Well I'd Dtrade all my tomDorrows for one Asingle yesterAday To be E7holdin' Bobby's bE7ody next to mE7ineE7
DFreedom's just anDother word forA nothin' left to lAose E7Nothin', and that's aE7ll that Bobby lAeft meA Well, Dfeelin' good was Deasy, lo-o-Aord, when he sang the Ablues And E7feelin' good was E7good enough for mE7eE7 E7Good enough for mE7e and my Bobby McAGee yeahA