G CI live on a country road in the town where I was born.
G DI wake up every morning to the birds singing their songs.
G C GI get out of bed and walk over to my window.
D CI watch the birds fly and think
D GWill they ever be that happy again?
Go down stairs to find the wife that I won.
Sit down at the table and stare at my aged hands of 81.
Open up the paper to the obituaries.
I look at the faces and see if I recognize any.
C GThis is my life as a suspicious man.
C G DWhen everything's been stripped away from these hands.
G CEveryone I loved has come and gone.
G D GAnd to think, maybe I'll be the next one.
Get a call today from my only son.
He tells me all about the city and says, "I'm sorry dad, but I just had to run."
"I know i didn't turn out the way you wanted me to."
"And I hope you still love me the way that I love you."
C GThis is my life as an angry man.
C G DPeople disobey everything I say anyway they can.
G CEverything I've done has gone to dirt.
G D GAnd when I try my best I just get hurt.
I go outside to buy me some time.
I sit on the back porch with a beer in hand and my life in mind.
Think about all the people I pushed under me.
And I guess the only on eto blame is me.
C GThis is my life as a wasted man.
C G DPushing everyone away so I can be the one to grab that helping hand.
G CIn my life I've lost everyone I love
G D GFrom the things I've said or the things I've done.