Key: A
Introduction:
A
VERSE
A G A
I built my own chains in the land of the free
B E
A slave to a job that meant nothing to me
A G A
With three shiny new cars and a split level home
G A
To furnish the tomb I was dying to own
D
Then one day I wakened with fear in my eye
A E
Aware of a world that was passing me by
A G A
And I knew that my savings of silver and gold
G A
Would mean not a thing when my body was cold
A D A
Because life is a song for the dying to sing
B E
It's got to have feeling to mean anything
A D A
And a man can get by without silver or gold
G A
With bread for the body and song for the soul
INTERLUDE
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VERSE
A G A
I'm living my life by the lessons I've learned
B E
And not looking back at the bridges I've burned
A G A
'Cause the time that we travel from cradle to grave
G A
Was meant to be spent and not meant to be saved
D
And I know there are some who will say I'm a fool
A E
But I don't give a damn for the people that do
A G A
'Cause if down in a dungeon is where they belong
G A
Well, that's their misfortune and none of my own
A D A
Because life is a song for the dying to sing
B E
It's got to have feeling to mean anything
A D A
And a man can get by without silver or gold
G A
With bread for the body and song for the soul
OUTRO