{title: Wanted: Dead or Alive}
{artist: Bon Jovi}

[Dm]
It’s [D]all the same, [C]only the names will [G]change,
[C]Every day, [G]it seems we’re [F]wasting [C]a[D]way.
[D]Another place, where the [C]faces are so [G]cold,
I’d [C]drive all [G]night, just to [F]get [C]back [D]home.

I’m a [C]cowboy.[G] On a [F]steel horse I [D]ride,
I’m [C]wanted, [G]wanted [F]dead or [D]alive.
[C]Wanted [G]wanted [F]dead or [D]alive.

[Dm]
[D]Sometimes I sleep, [C] sometimes it’s not for [G]days.
The [C]people I meet, [G] always [F] go their [C]separate [D]ways.
[D]Sometimes you tell the day, by the [C] bottle that you [G]drink,
[C]Sometimes when you’re [G] alone, [F]all you [C]do is [D]think.

I’m a [C]cowboy.[G] On a [F]steel horse I [D]ride,
I’m [C]wanted, [G]wanted [F]dead or [D]alive.
[C]Wanted [G]wanted [F]dead or [D]alive.

[Dm]
I [D]walk these streets; a loaded [C]six-string on my [G]back.
I [C]play for keeps, [G] cus’ I [F]might not [C] make it [D]back.
[D]I been everywhere, still I’m [C] standing [G] tall.
I [C]seen a million [G]faces, and I’ve [F]rocked [C]them [D] all.

I’m a [C]cowboy.[G] On a [F]steel horse I [D]ride,
I’m [C]wanted, [G]wanted [F]dead or [D]alive.
[C]Wanted [G]wanted [F]dead or [D]alive.