| D | G | A | |
| I don't n | eed a whole lot of | money, |
| G | D | |
| But I | wouldn't turn the lottery | down |
| G | A | |
| I just | need a little green in my |
| G | D | |
| So I can | buy my buddies a | round |
| G | A | |
| All I | want is a place to | lay my head |
| G | D | |
| With the | woman I love lyin' | in my bed |
| Bm | |
| Kind of | understated |
| G | A | |
| My dreams aren't that | complicated |
| (Chorus) |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| I want to be the | one, when | all is said and | done |
| D | A | |
| Who | lived a good life, | loved a good wife |
| Em | G | |
| Always helped some | one in trouble |
| D | A | |
| On the | day they lay me | down |
| Em | G | |
| I want | everyone to gather | round, and say |
| D | A | Em | |
| He was a father, | brother, neighbor a | nd a friend |
| G | |
| He was a good man |
| D | G | A | G |
| D | G | A | |
| Used to | dream of bein' a | rock star |
| G | D | |
| And | seein' the world in | style |
| G | A | |
| Used to | dream of havin' a | fast car |
| G | D | |
| And | drivin' that miracle | mile |
| G | A | |
| But I've heard | tell those streets aren't | paved in gold |
| G | D | |
| They're | full of potholes and | empty souls |
| Bm | G | A | |
| Who | never learn, | love is something you | gotta earn |
| (Chorus) |
| A | Bm | |
| When I'm gone I want to | leave a legacy |
| G | A | |
| Of | love and laughs and honesty be | hind me |
| A | |
| Be | hind me |
| (Chorus) |
| (repeat intro till end) |