- Verse 1
[E]I have slept[B] on satin sheets,[C#m] dined with kings[B] on wine so sweet,
[A]Made my bed o[E]ut in the street, [A]living for a s[B]ong.
[E]I spent a lifetime[B] on the road,[C#m] like desperadoes ch[B]asing gold,
[A]I've been bought [E]and i've been sold, [A]living for a [G#7]song.
- Chorus
[C#m]Life's so full of mel[B]odies, [B7]with words that rh[E]yme and har[A]monies,
[Am]Until I write mine, I'll [E]always be, [A]living f[B]or a so[E]ng.
- Verse 2 (Spoken)
[E]I came to town a long t[B]ime ago,[C#m] and it's really been good to me as you[B] all know,
[A]But all of us rhyme runners and w[E]ord hunters have some things that we've been through,
[A]So I wrote this song, ho[B]ping I could tell some of them to you.
- Verse 3 (Sung)
[E]I have slept on [B]life's highway,[C#m] muddy tears pai[B]nting my face,
[A]A rhyme or two w[E]as a big payday, [A]living for a s[B]ong.
[E]Using words f[B]or my lifeline, [C#m]forsaking all just [B]for a rhyme,
[A]Building steps I k[E]now I can't climb, [A]living for a [G#7]song.
- Chorus
[C#m]Life's so full of mel[B]odies, [B7]with words that rh[E]yme and har[A]monies,
[Am]Until I write mine, I[E]'ll always be, [A]living f[B]or a so[E]ng.
'Til [A]I write mine, I'll [E]always be, [A]livin[B]g for a song.
[E]I have slept[B] on satin sheets,[C#m] dined with kings[B] on wine so sweet,
[A]Made my bed o[E]ut in the street, [A]living for a s[B]ong.
[E]I spent a lifetime[B] on the road,[C#m] like desperadoes ch[B]asing gold,
[A]I've been bought [E]and i've been sold, [A]living for a [G#7]song.
- Chorus
[C#m]Life's so full of mel[B]odies, [B7]with words that rh[E]yme and har[A]monies,
[Am]Until I write mine, I'll [E]always be, [A]living f[B]or a so[E]ng.
- Verse 2 (Spoken)
[E]I came to town a long t[B]ime ago,[C#m] and it's really been good to me as you[B] all know,
[A]But all of us rhyme runners and w[E]ord hunters have some things that we've been through,
[A]So I wrote this song, ho[B]ping I could tell some of them to you.
- Verse 3 (Sung)
[E]I have slept on [B]life's highway,[C#m] muddy tears pai[B]nting my face,
[A]A rhyme or two w[E]as a big payday, [A]living for a s[B]ong.
[E]Using words f[B]or my lifeline, [C#m]forsaking all just [B]for a rhyme,
[A]Building steps I k[E]now I can't climb, [A]living for a [G#7]song.
- Chorus
[C#m]Life's so full of mel[B]odies, [B7]with words that rh[E]yme and har[A]monies,
[Am]Until I write mine, I[E]'ll always be, [A]living f[B]or a so[E]ng.
'Til [A]I write mine, I'll [E]always be, [A]livin[B]g for a song.
