Kris Kristofferson - Bread for the body

I b^Auilt my own chains in the l^Gand of the fr^Aee A slave to a job that meant n^Bothing to m^Ee With three sh^Ainy new cars and a spl^Git level h^Aome To furnish the tomb I was d^Gying to ^Aown

Then ^Done day I wakened with fear in my eye Aw^Aare of a world that was passing me b^Ey And I kn^Aew that my savings of s^Gilver and g^Aold Would mean not a thing when my b^Gody was c^Aold

Because l^Aife is a song for the d^Dying to s^Aing It's got to have feeling to m^Bean anyth^Eing And a m^Aan can get by without s^Dilver or g^Aold With bread for the body and s^Gong for the s^Aoul

I'm l^Aiving my life by the l^Gessons I've le^Aarned And not looking back at the br^Bidges I've b^Eurned 'Cause the t^Aime that we travel from cr^Gadle to gr^Aave Was meant to be spent and not me^Gant to be s^Aaved

And I kn^Dow there are some who will say I'm a fool But I d^Aon't give a damn for the people that d^Eo 'Cause if d^Aown in a dungeon is wh^Gere they bel^Aong Well, that's their misfortune and n^Gone of my ^Aown

Because l^Aife is a song for the d^Dying to s^Aing It's got to have feeling to m^Bean anyth^Eing And a m^Aan can get by without s^Dilver or g^Aold With bread for the body and s^Gong for the s^Aoul