Me and Bobby McGee

Tabs, letra y acordes de 'Me and Bobby McGee' por Loquillo

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G
Tirados en Santander esperando un tren,
                                      D
tan sucios y rotos como nuestros jeans,

Loco detuvo un camión

poco antes de llover
D7
y nos dejó muy cerca de Madrid.
G
De mi viejo petate una armónica saqué
G7                           C
y toqué para Loco una canción.

Con aquel limpia parabrisas
G
acompasando al motor
D                         D7
oíamos cantar al conductor:
C
"libertad quiere decir:
         G
no hay nada que perder
D                D7             G-G7
y nada sólo es nada pero es gratis..."
C
Sentirse bien era muy fácil,
G
juntos hasta el fin.
D                        D7
Y eso era bastante para mí,
                          G
bastante para mí y Bobby McGee.

Desde Aragón hasta Cádiz,
desde Oporto hasta Castellón,
compartimos el frío y el calor;
los sueños y las penas,
la tormenta y el sol...
su alma y mi alma viajando
sin dirección.

Y un día en Barcelona, señor,
Loco me dijo adiós para dejarme
ir a encontrar mi hogar.
Y cambiaría mi futuro
por un simple amanecer
con su sonrisa franca junto a mí.

"libertad quiere decir:
no hay nada que perder
y nada sólo es nada pero es gratis..."

Sentirse bien era muy fácil,
juntos hasta el fin.
Y eso era bastante para mí,
bastante para mí y Bobby McGee.
Versión 2 - Me and Bobby McGee (Letra y acordes)
(G C G C G C G C)

[intro]

G               G          G                G
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train
         G                G        D7      D7
When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans
D7               D7        D7               D7
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
     D7              D7            G - C    G
And rode us all the way into New Orleans

  G             G             G             G
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
    G                   G7              C    C
I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues
C                   C                 G                G
Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine
D7             D7               D7   D7
We sang every song that driver knew

C                C             G                 G
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
D7                 D7                          G
Nothin', it ain't nothin' honey, if it ain't free
    C                C              G                 G
And feelin' good was easy, lord, oh, when he sang the blues
         D7               D7               D7  D7
You know feelin' good was good enough for me
D7                                 G   C-G    A    A
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee

         A         A                A          A
>From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun
     A                 A          E7      E7
Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
        E7            E7              E7             E7
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
     E7         E7               A     A
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold

    A              A            A                 A
One day up near Salinas, lo-ord, I let him slip away
     A                 A7                 D        D7
He's lookin' for that home and I hope he finds it
         D               D              A            A
Well I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday
      E7               E7           E7   E7
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

D                D             A                 A
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose
E7                   E7             A       A
Nothin', and that's all that Bobby left me
      D                D          A                     A
Well, feelin' good was easy, lo-o-ord, when he sang the blues
    E7               E7               E7  E7
And feelin' good was good enough for me
E7               E7               A         A
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee yeah

      A         A          A              A
La da da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa
A              A              E7      E7
  La da da da daa dadada Bobby McGee-ah
E7             E7     E7             E7
Laa li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa
E7             E7           A       A
Laa la laa la daada Bobby McGee-ah yeah

      A           A                A                A
La di da, ladida LA dida LA di daa, ladida LA dida LA di daa
A          A                    E7       E7
  Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah
       E7             E7         E7              E7
Lo lo LO lolo LO lo laa, lololo LO lolo LO lolo LO lolo LO la laa
E7         E7                    A    A
  Hey now Bobby now now Bobby McGee yeah

        A                      A
Lord, I called him my lover, I called him my man
         A                            A
I said I called him my lover, did the best I can
      A                  A                 E7       E7
C'mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McGee, yeah
       E7              E7              E7              E7
Lo lo lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord oh
E7         E7           A        A
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee, lord

A  A  A  A    A  A  E7  E7    E7  E7  E7  E7    E7  E7  A  A
[instrumental; piano solo]

A  A  A  A    A  A  E7  E7    E7  E7  E7  E7    E7  E7  A  A
[instrumental]

A  A  A  A    A  A  E7  E7    E7  E7  E7  E7    E7  E7  A  A   A.
[instrumental; guitar solo & a few more "la-di-da"s]          [end]
Versión 3 - Me and Bobby McGee (Letra y acordes)
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.

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