L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N

         E               A        
E|---------------|---------------|
B|--------9------|--------7------|
G|------9---9----|------9---9----|
D|----9-------9--|----7-------7--|
A|--7------------|--7------------|
E|---------------|---------------|
         B               A
E|---------------|---------------| 
B|--------9------|--------7------| 
G|------9---9----|------9---9----| 
D|----9-------9--|----7-------7--| 
A|--7------------|--7------------| 
E|---------------|---------------| 


E                         A
Lisa likes brandy and the way it 
hits her lips,
        B                          
She's a rock 'n' roll survivor with
 A
 pendulum hips,
          E              A
She's got deep brown eyes,
                B        A
That've seen it all.

E                             
Working at a nightclub that was 
  A
called The Avenue
    B                              
The bar men used to call her 
  A
"Little Lisa, Looney Tunes"
         E   A
She went down,
             B  A
on almost anyone.


        F#m                       
From the hard time living 'til the
G#m
 Chelsea days,
              A                    
From when her hair went sweet 
          B
blonde 'til the day it turned grey

She said;


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E           A
L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.
       B                      
You've got more than money and 
 A
sense, my friend
           E             A        
You've got heart, and you go in 
      B     A
your own way.
E           A
L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N.
         B                   A
What you don't have now will come 
back again
           E             A        
You've got heart, and you go in 
      B     A
your own way.


     E                             
Some people wear their history like
   A
 a map on their face,
    B                      A
And Joey was an artist just living 
out of case,
        E        A                 
But his best work, was his letters 
B    A
home.

    E                              
His standard works of fiction about
  A
 imaginary success,
    B                             
The chorus girls in neon were his 
A
closest things to friends,
         E      A                 
But to a writer, the truth is no 
   B   A
big deal.


        F#m                     
From the hard time living to the 
G#m
sleepless nights,
        A                          
And the black and blue body from 
  B
the weekend fights

He'd say;


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     A              E            
On my last night on earth, I 
C#m           B
won't look to the sky
     E               A      C#m  
Just breathe in the air and blink
        B
 in the light
     A              E           
On my last night on earth, I'll 
C#m        B
pay a high price
   E       A              C#m    
To have no regrets and be done 
      B
with my life


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