Tipo de gaita: Diatônica Tom: C 6 6 6 6 6 -5 5 6 6 6 -5 5 Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the train, 5 6 6 5 -5 5 -4 4 -4 Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans. -5 5 -5 5 -5 5 -4 Bobby thumbed a diesel down, -5 5 -5 5 -4 just before it rained; -5 5 -5 -5 5 -4 4 -4 5 Took us all the way to New Orleans. 6 6 6 6 6 -5 5 -5 6 6 6 6 -5 5 I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna, 5 -5 6 6 6 -6 -7 -7 6 5 -5 And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the blues. -6 -7 7 7 7 7 7 -7 -6 With them windshield wipers slappin' time, -5 6 -5 5 -5 6 And Bobby clappin' hands, 5 -5 5 -4 -4 -4 5 -5 -4 4 -3 4 We finally sang up every song that driver knew. 7 7 7 7 7 -7 -6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 6 Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: -5 -5 -5 -5 5 -4 4 -4 5 Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. 7 7 7 7 7 -7 -6 -5 6 -5 5 -5 6 Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. -4 -4 -4 5 -5 -4 -4 -4 -3 Feeling good was good enough for me; -5 -5 -5 5 -4 -4 -4 4 -3 4 Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 5 -5 6 6 6 6 6 -5 5 -5 6 6 6 -5 5 From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, 5 6 6 5 -5 5 -4 4 -4 Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. -5 5 -5 5 -5 5 -4 Standin' right beside me, Lord, -4 -5 5 -5 5 -4 through everything I've done, -5 5 -5 -5 5 -4 4 -4 5 Every night she kept me from the cold. 6 6 6 6 6 6 -5 5 -5 6 6 6 -6 5 Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, 6 6 6 -6 -7 -7 6 5 -5 Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find. -6 -6 -7 7 7 7 7 7 -7 -6 -5 6 -5 5 -5 5 And I'd trade all of my tomorrows for a single yesterday, -4 -4 -4 5 -5 -4 4 -3 4 Holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. 7 7 7 7 7 -7 -6 -6 6 -5 5 -5 6 Freedom's just another word for nothing' left to lose: -5 -5 -5 -5 5 -4 4 -4 5 Nothin' left is all she left for me. 7 7 7 7 7 -7 -6 -5 6 -5 5 -5 6 Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. -4 -4 -4 5 -5 -4 -4 -4 -3 Buddy, that was good enough for me; -5 -5 -5 5 -4 -4 -4 4 -3 4 Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.