The Stray Birds - 25 to life

^DLeft my home I was 17, I was looking for a j^Aob ^AWhen I met them no-good friends of min^De. ^DThey gave me all kinds of bad advice and they taught me how to ro^Ab. ^ASaid they'd always be there down the l^Bmine... ^{A A}Be there down the l^Bmine. ^{Bm A}

^DI got my very first 12 gauge, got a half a dozen she^Alls ^ACome to find that one was all I ne^Ded. ^DI didn't waste no time a'thinkin' I got right down to the j^Aob. ^AThat night a grown man would bl^Bmeed... ^{A A}A grown man would bl^Bmeed. ^{Bm A}

^GThere ain't no romance in ^A25 to life, Still a ^Bmkid I'll prob'ly ^Adie in my c^Gell. ^GAt night I worry, no ^Adog, no son, no wife. I did it ^Bmall with a l^Aone shotgun s^Ghell. ^BmWhoa..^A. A shotgun sh^Dell.

^DWell I run up into the country store, I demanded the c^Aash. ^AHad a bag in my left hand, a gun in my ^Dright. ^DWith the feelings I never had before it all happened oh too f^Aast. ^AThat shot rang out as cold as the n^Bmight... ^{A A}Cold as the n^Bmight. ^{Bm A}

^DA dust cloud rose up in the air the blood flowin' from his m^Aouth. ^AHad his eyes wide open, they were starin' back at m^Dine. ^DJudge came out, put the gavel down, his voice mighty l^Aoud. ^A"You done wrong and boy you'll do^Bm the time... ^G Boy y^Aou'll do the t^Dime."

^GThere ain't no romance in ^A25 to life, Still a ^Bmkid I'll prob'ly ^Adie in my ^Gcell. ^GAt night I worry, no ^Adog, no son, no wife. I did it ^Bmall with a l^Aone shotgun s^Ghell. ^GWhoa.^A.. A shotgun ^Dshell.

^GThere ain't no romance in ^A25 to life, I'm still a ^Bmkid I'll probably ^Adie in my ^Gcell. ^GHell at night I worry, no d^Aog, no son, no wife. I did it ^Bmall, did it ^Aall to mys^Gelf. ^GWhoa.^A.. A shotgun s^Dhe^All^G. ^GWhoa.^A.. A shotgun s^Dhell.^{A D}