F F Bb7 F C7 Bb7 F C7 Bb7 F
[Verse I]
F
Young boy lying in the busy street
F7
The medics are trying to get his heart to beat
Bb7
Looking for a pulse or a vital life sign
F
Give it up boys, you're wasting your time
C7 Bb F
This kid has been on his last jag so zip him up in a body-bag and take him away
C Bb F
There will be no resurrection on this city street today
[Chorus]
C7 Bb7 F
Oooooooh, life... Life.
[Verse II]
F
Take him down to the mortuary tie a tag on his toe
F7
Write across the tag: "John Doe"
Bb7
Fold his arm across his chest zip him back in his bag
F C7
Put him with the rest of the other dead kids who have no names
Bb7 F
Waiting in the cold steel boxes to be claimed by loved ones tears
C Bb F
How many hopes and dreams have ended here?
[Chorus]
C7 Bb7 F
Oooooooh, life... Life.
[Standard blues interlude]
[Verse III]
F
Barry and Joan have no tears left
F7
Through the bitter years, have all been wept
Bb7 F
Watching the son slowly lose his soul to the devil he road but couldn't control
C7
And when he'd stolen all they had to give
Bb F
Their trust, their pride, their money and love then he was gone
C Bb F
Not a day goes by that they don't pray that the boy comes home
[Chorus]
C7 Bb7 F
Oooooooh, life... Life.
[Verse IV]
F
Young boy lying in the busy street
F7
The medics are trying to get his heart to beat
Bb7
Looking for a pulse or a vital life sign
F
Give it up boys, you're wasting your time
C7 Bb F
This kid has been on his last jag so zip him up in a body-bag and take him away
C Bb F
There will be no resurrection on this city street today
[Chorus]
C7 Bb7 F
Oooooooh, life... Life.
