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Bread For The Body - Kris Kristofferson
I built my own chains
In the land of the free

A slave to a job
That meant nothing to me
With three shiny new cars
And a split level home

To furnish the tomb
I was dying to own
Then one day I wakened
With fear in my eye
Aware of a world
That was passing me by
I knew that my savings
Of silver and gold

Would mean not a thing
When my body was cold
Because life is a song
For the dying to sing

It's got to have
Feeling to mean anything
And a man can get by
Without silver or gold

With bread for the body
And song for the soul

I'm living my life
By the lesson I've learned

And not looking back
At the bridges I've burned
'Cause the time
That we travel from cradle to grave

Was meant to be spent
And not meant to be saved
And I know there are some
Who will say I'm a fool
But I don't give a damn
For the people that do
'Cause if down in a dungeon
Is where they belong

Well that's their misfortune
And none of my own
Because life is a song
For the dying to sing

It's got to have
Feeling to mean anything
And a man can get by
Without silver or gold

With bread for the body
And song for the soul