Taylor Swift – Fresh Out The Slammer (Guitar)

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[Intro]
Amaj7                                       Dmaj7
 Now, pretty baby, I'm running back home to you

 Amaj7                                                   Dmaj7
 Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to

 Amaj7
 Fresh out the slammer
[Verse 1]
  Amaj7
 Another summer taking cover

 F#m7                           Dmaj7        A
 Rolling thunder, he don't understand me

 Amaj7                             F#m7                           Dmaj7      A
 Splintered back in winter, silent dinner, bitter he was with her in dreams

 Amaj7
 Grey and blue and fights in tunnnels

 F#m7
 Handcuffed to the spell I was under

Dmaj7                 A
 For just one hour of sunshine

 Amaj7
 Years of labor, locks, and ceilings

 F#m7
 In the shade of how he was feeling

Dmaj7                      A
 It's gonna be alright, I did my time
[Chorus]
 Amaj7                                      Dmaj7
 Now, pretty baby, I'm running back home to you

 Amaj7                                                   Dmaj7
 Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to

 Amaj7
 Fresh out the slammer
[Verse 2]
 Amaj7
 Camera flashes, welcome bashes

 F#m7                            Dmaj7              A
 Get the matches, toss the ashes off the ledge

           Amaj7                         F#m7
 As I said in my letters now that I know better

                      Dmaj7          A
 I will never lose my baby again

 Amaj7
 My friends tried but I wouldn't hear it

 F#m7
 Watched me daily disappearing

Dmaj7                    A
 For just one glimpse of his smile

 Amaj7
 All those nights he kept me going

 F#m7
 Swirled you into all of my poems

Dmaj7                              A
 Now we're at the starting line, I did my time
[Chorus]
 Amaj7                 F#m7           Dmaj7
 Now, pretty baby, I'm running to the house we still wait up in

             A
 That porch light gleams

        Amaj7                                  F#m7
 To the one who says I'm the girl of his American dreams

        Dmaj7
 And no matter what I've done, it wouldn't matter anyway

          A                                                Amaj7
 Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up now that I know what's at stake

 Amaj7       F#m7                           Dmaj7
 Here at the park where we used to sit on children's swings

        A                Amaj7  F#m7
 Wearing imaginary rings

                              Dmaj7        A
 But it's gonna be alright, I did my time