| G | D | Fr | eedom’s just another word for n | othin’ left to lose |
| A7 | D | N | othin’ don’t mean nothin’ if it ain’t fr | ee |
| G | D | F | eelin’ good was easy, Lord, when B | obby sang the blues |
| A7 | F | eelin’ good was good enough for me |
| D | Good enough for me and Bobby McG | ee |
| D | From the K | entucky coal mines to the California sun |
| A7 | Bobby shared the secrets of my s | oul |
| A7 | Through | all kinds of weather, through everything we done |
| D | Hey, Bobby’s body kept me from the c | old |
| D | One d | ay up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away |
| D7 | G | He’s l | ookin’ for that home and I hope he f | inds it |
| G | But I’d tr | ade all my tomorrows |
| D | For one s | ingle yesterday |
| A7 | To be h | oldin’ Bobby’s body next to mine |
| G | D | Fr | eedom’s just another word for n | othin’ left to lose |
| A7 | D | N | othin’ don’t mean nothin’ if it ain’t fr | ee |
| G | D | F | eelin’ good was easy, Lord, when B | obby sang the blues |
| A7 | F | eelin’ good was good enough for me |
| D | Good enough for me and Bobby McG | ee |
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