-------------------- Dyin' Ain't Much Of A Living

^DmA whisky bottle comforts me ^G And tells^C me not to cry ^Am ^DmWhile af full moon says a prayer for me ^G I t^Cry to close my eyes ^Am

^DmBut the night's there to remind me ^G Of the guns ^Cand the early graves ^Am The ghost^Dms appear as I fall asleep ^G To sing ^Can outlaw's serenade ^Am

^DmDyin' ain't much of a livin' ^G When you're livin' on t^Che run ^Am

Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young Is it too late to ask for forgiveness For the things that I have done Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young The desert's been a friend to me It covers me by night And a snakebite's not my enemy But it taught me how to fight All this fame don't bring you freedom Though it wears a thin disguise When an outlaw is just a man to me And a man has to die Dyin' ain't much of a livin' When you're livin' on the run Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young Is it too late to ask for forgiveness For the things that I have done Dyin' ain't much of a livin' for the young And I hope someone will pray for me When it's my turn to die... pray for me - Jon Bon Jovi

Bon Jovi - Dying aint much of a living