Jon Bon Jovi - Dyin' Ain't Much Of A Livin' (Ft. Elton John)
A whiskey bottle comforts me
And tells me not to cry
While a full moon says a prayer for me
I try to close my eyes
But the night's there to remind me
Of the guns and the early graves
The ghosts appear as I fall asleep
To sing an outlaw's serenade
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', when you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness, for the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Ohhh, the desert's been a friend to me
It covers me by night
And a snakebite's not my enemy
But it taught me how to fight
All this fame don't bring you freedom
Though it wears a thin disguise
And an outlaw is just a man to me
And a man has to die Oh, dyin' ain't much of a livin', when you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness, for the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Na na na na, na na na na, na na na na
And I hope someone will pray for me
When it's my turn to die, pray for me
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', when you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness, for the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na
And tells me not to cry
While a full moon says a prayer for me
I try to close my eyes
But the night's there to remind me
Of the guns and the early graves
The ghosts appear as I fall asleep
To sing an outlaw's serenade
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', when you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness, for the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Ohhh, the desert's been a friend to me
It covers me by night
And a snakebite's not my enemy
But it taught me how to fight
All this fame don't bring you freedom
Though it wears a thin disguise
And an outlaw is just a man to me
And a man has to die Oh, dyin' ain't much of a livin', when you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness, for the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Na na na na, na na na na, na na na na
And I hope someone will pray for me
When it's my turn to die, pray for me
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', when you're livin' on the run
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Is it too late to ask for forgiveness, for the things that I have done
Dyin' ain't much of a livin', for the young
Na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na, na na na na, na na na na
Na na na na
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