INTRO A G x3 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 CHORUS 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 A G x3 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 CHORUS 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 A G x7 A