Jamey Johnson - Living for a song

^EI have slept^B on satin sheets,^C#m dined with kings^B on wine so sweet, ^AMade my bed o^Eut in the street, ^Aliving for a s^Bong. ^EI spent a lifetime^B on the road,^C#m like desperadoes ch^Basing gold, ^AI've been bought ^Eand i've been sold, ^Aliving for a ^G#7song.

^C#mLife's so full of mel^Bodies, ^B7with words that rh^Eyme and har^Amonies, ^AmUntil I write mine, I'll ^Ealways be, ^Aliving f^Bor a so^Eng.

^EI came to town a long t^Bime ago,^C#m and it's really been good to me as you^B all know, ^ABut all of us rhyme runners and w^Eord hunters have some things that we've been through, ^ASo I wrote this song, ho^Bping I could tell some of them to you.

^EI have slept on ^Blife's highway,^C#m muddy tears pai^Bnting my face, ^AA rhyme or two w^Eas a big payday, ^Aliving for a s^Bong. ^EUsing words f^Bor my lifeline, ^C#mforsaking all just ^Bfor a rhyme, ^ABuilding steps I k^Enow I can't climb, ^Aliving for a ^G#7song.

^C#mLife's so full of mel^Bodies, ^B7with words that rh^Eyme and har^Amonies, ^AmUntil I write mine, I^E'll always be, ^Aliving f^Bor a so^Eng. 'Til ^AI write mine, I'll ^Ealways be, ^Alivin^Bg for a song.