| Song Name: | Me and Bobby McGee | By: | Kris Kristofferson / Janis Joplin |
| Posted By: | chibluesteve | Difficulty: | Any |
| Key: | C | Genre: | Rock |
| Harp Type: | Chromatic | ||
| Created: | 2007-07-10 22:07:19 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
| Song: | C Tenor - Low C
7 7 7 7 7 -6 6 7 7 7 -6 6 Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train, 6 7 7 6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. -6 6 -6 6 -6 6 -5 -6 6 -6 6 -5 Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained; -6 6 -6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 6 Took us all the way to New Orleans. 7 7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 7 7 7 7 -6 6 I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, 6 -6 7 7 7 -7 <-7 <-7 7 6 -6 And was blowing sad while Bobby-- sang the blues. -7 -8 8 8 8 8 8 -8 -7 With them windshield wipers slappin' time, -6 7 -6 6 -6 7 And Bobby clappin' hands, 6 -6 6 -5 -5 -5 6 -6 -5 5 -4 5 We finally sang up every song that driver knew. 8 8 8 8 8 -8 -7 -7 7 -6 6 -6 7 Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: -6 -6 -6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 6 Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. 8 8 8 8 8 -8 -7 -6 7 -6 6 -6 7 Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. -5 -5 -5 6 -6 -5 -5 -5 -4 Feeling good was good enough for me; -6 -6 -6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 -4 5 Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 6 -6 7 7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 7 7 7 -6 6 From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, 6 7 7 6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. -6 6 -6 6 -6 6 -5 -5 -6 6 -6 6 -5 Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done, -6 6 -6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 6 Every night she kept me from the cold. 7 7 7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 7 7 7 -6 6 Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, 7 7 7 -7 <-7 <-7 7 6 -6 Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find. -7 -7 -8 8 8 8 8 -8 -7 -6 7 -6 6 -6 7 And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, -5 -5 -5 6 -6 -5 5 -4 5 Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. 8 8 8 8 8 -8 -7 -7 7 -6 6 -6 7 Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: -6 -6 -6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 6 Nothin' left is all she left for me. 8 8 8 8 8 -8 -7 -6 7 -6 6 -6 7 Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. -5 -5 -5 6 -6 -5 -5 -5 -4 Buddy, that was good enough for me; -6 -6 -6 6 -5 -5 -5 5 -4 5 Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. |