Reff :
Now, Pretty Baby, I'm Runnin' Back
Home To You..
Fresh Out The Slammer,
I Know Who My First Call Will Be To..
Fresh Out The Slammer, Oh
Another Summer, Takin' Cover
Rollin' Thunder, He Don't Understand Me..
Splintered Back In Winter,
Silent Dinners, Bitter
He Was With Her In Dreams..
Gray And Blue And Fights And Tunnels
Handcuffed To The Spell I Was Under..
For Just One Hour Of Sunshine..
Years Of Labor, Locks And Ceilings..
In The Shade Of How He Was Feelin'..
But It's Gonna Be Alright, I Did My Time..
Reff :
Now, Pretty Baby, I'm Runnin' Back
Home To You..
Fresh Out The Slammer,
I Know Who My First Call Will Be To..
Fresh Out The Slammer, Oh
Camera Flashes, Welcome Bashes
Get The Matches, Toss The Ashes Off The Ledge..
As I Said In My Letters, Now That I Know Better
I Will Never Lose My Baby Again..
My Friends Tried But I Wouldn't Hear It..
Watched Me Daily Disappearing..
For Just One Glimpse Of His Smile..
All Those Nights You Kept Me Going..
Swirled You Into All Of My Poems..
Now We're At The Starting Line, I Did My Time..
Now, Pretty Baby, I'm Runnin'..
To The House Where You Still Wait Up
And That Porch Light Gleams..
To The One Who Says I'm The Girl
Of His American Dreams..
And No Matter What I've Done,
It Wouldn't Matter Anyway
Ain't No Way I'm Gonna Screw Up,
Now That I Know What's At Stake Here..
At The Park Where We Used To Sit
On Children's Swings..
Wearing Imaginary Rings..
But It's Gonna Be Alright, I Did My Time..
===Original Chord===
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Reff :
Now, Pretty Baby, I'm Runnin' Back
Home To You..
Fresh Out The Slammer,
I Know Who My First Call Will Be To..
Fresh Out The Slammer, Oh
Another Summer, Takin' Cover
Rollin' Thunder, He Don't Understand Me..
Splintered Back In Winter,
Silent Dinners, Bitter
He Was With Her In Dreams..
Gray And Blue And Fights And Tunnels
Handcuffed To The Spell I Was Under..
For Just One Hour Of Sunshine..
Years Of Labor, Locks And Ceilings..
In The Shade Of How He Was Feelin'..
But It's Gonna Be Alright, I Did My Time..
Reff :
Now, Pretty Baby, I'm Runnin' Back
Home To You..
Fresh Out The Slammer,
I Know Who My First Call Will Be To..
Fresh Out The Slammer, Oh
Camera Flashes, Welcome Bashes
Get The Matches, Toss The Ashes Off The Ledge..
As I Said In My Letters, Now That I Know Better
I Will Never Lose My Baby Again..
My Friends Tried But I Wouldn't Hear It..
Watched Me Daily Disappearing..
For Just One Glimpse Of His Smile..
All Those Nights You Kept Me Going..
Swirled You Into All Of My Poems..
Now We're At The Starting Line, I Did My Time..
Now, Pretty Baby, I'm Runnin'..
To The House Where You Still Wait Up
And That Porch Light Gleams..
To The One Who Says I'm The Girl
Of His American Dreams..
And No Matter What I've Done,
It Wouldn't Matter Anyway
Ain't No Way I'm Gonna Screw Up,
Now That I Know What's At Stake Here..
At The Park Where We Used To Sit
On Children's Swings..
Wearing Imaginary Rings..
But It's Gonna Be Alright, I Did My Time..
