Intro: C G C G C
verse 1:
G C
Young men's hope are dashed to Hell, it's hard to earn a dime
G Am
They're kicking their heels, revving their wheels, searching for better times
G
Me, I'm kicking into my prime
C G C
'Cause I was born at the right time
verse 2:
G C
Old men's thoughts are in the past, their future holds no store
G Am
Their lives are left in tatters, fighting someone else's war
G
I wasn't party to that crime
C
'Cause I was born at the right time
G
Now I'm living on the coastline
C
I got up from the breadline
F
Now I'm drinking the good wine
C
Go fishing in the summertime
G
Sleep all day if I have a mind
C G
'Cause I was born at the right time
C
Yes, I was born at the right time
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