Me And Bobby McGee: аккорды на гитаре

На этой странице вы найдёте аккорды песни «Me And Bobby McGee» для гитары, а также полный текст композиции. Аккорды и текст размещены в обучающих целях, чтобы начинающим гитаристам было проще разобраться, как играть песню «Me And Bobby McGee» на гитаре.

Как играть на гитаре песню «Me And Bobby McGee»: аккорды, текст, разбор

Для начала давайте ознакомимся с оригинальными аккордами, которые используются в композиции «Me And Bobby McGee», оценим, реально ли научиться играть эту песню на гитаре для начинающих гитаристов, а затем посмотрим слова и аккорды песни и перейдём к разбору.

Аккорды песни «Me And Bobby McGee» для гитары

Чтобы сыграть песню «Me And Bobby McGee» на гитаре, вам нужно выучить следующие аккорды:

Слова песни «Me And Bobby McGee» с аккордами

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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train, 
                            A
Feeling nearly faded as my jeans, 
 A
Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained, 
                              D
Took us all the way to New Orleans. 
 
   D
I took my harp out of my dirty red bandanna, 
                         D7             G
I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues, 
 G                               D
Windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby clappin' hands, 
           A                                D  D7
We fin’ly sang near every song that driver knew. 
 
 G                               D
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do. 
 A                                    D  D7
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. 
 G                                D
Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 
 A
Feelin' good was good enough for me, 
 A                              D
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 
 
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun, 
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul, 
Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I done, 
Bobby's body kept me from the cold. 
 
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, 
Lookin' for that home, I hope she finds it, 
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday 
Holding Bobby's body close to mine. 
 
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose. 
Nothin' was all she left for me. 
Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 
Feelin' good was good enough for me, 
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 
 
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do. 
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free. 
Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 
Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me 
and Bobby McGee.