F# Ain't no good life E B Not the one that I lead F# Because the more I fight the sadness, yeah E B It only seems the more that I grieve Chorus: F# Well I look back on the good times E B As some lost part of me I want to know, tell me why is it so F# A Well just because I don't pray E G A Lord, that don't mean I ain't forgiven B F# Just because I'm alive That don't mean I'm making a living I'm going to get myself together I'm going to try a dying attempt Talking about the good times slipping by Yeah I tell ya I don't even know where last month went Chorus: Well I can't make no money baby Well because my money's already spent And I know where it went I said it went on that damn rent Well I don't mean change, baby I mean folding money Well I want loving, said I don't need a buddy I don't need nobody, now Ain't exactly my idea Its sort of old, borrowed and blue Just trying to say Don't try that straight life buddy Oh you'll find it kind of hard on you Women, don't try to cook nothing up, ooh Brother you know you'll only wind up in your own stew Just don't let nobody tell you, oh what you oughta do | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA E F# G B |