Richard Marx - Wild life

^AmI was born with a ^Gticket to survive ^DmAnd a big dream ^Fin my head ^{G Am}It's a wild, wild life and ^Gthere's no way to tame it ^FOr so my old man said ^{G Cm}I knew in my ^Fmheart that someday ^CmThe world would step aside And t^Fry to see things my way ^AmNow I know, the one ^Gthing I can count on ^FIs that I ^Creally can't c^Fount on anything ^G

^Cit's a wild ^Flife Every road's a ^Gmean street ^CIt's a wild l^Fife ^AmAll we do is ^Gride ^CIt's a wild ^Flife And we've all just God to l^Gand on o^Fur feet ^G

^AmLivin' my life, ^Gchasing love and glory ^FRunnin' into walls of stone ^{G Am}Whether you fall or ^Gclimb a hundred stories ^DmYou've gotta ^Fdo it all alone^{G Cm}i feel like t^Fmhe world is calling ^CmI've got to move along ^FNo reasons left for stalling ^AmAnd if it's mine ^GI'm gonna take it with a vengeance ^FOr maybe I ^Cbetter just ^Ftake it as it ^Gcomes

^Cit's a wild ^Flife Every road's a ^Gmean street ^CIt's a wild l^Fife ^AmAll we do is ^Gride ^CIt's a wild ^Flife And we've all just God to l^Gand on o^Fur feet ^G