Fresh Out The Slammer - Taylor Swift | Guitar Chords | VChords

[Intro]
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Amaj7 | F#m7 | Dmaj7 

[Verse 1]
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Amaj7                 F#m7                   Dmaj7
Now, pretty baby, I'm running back home to you    
Amaj7                    F#m7                            Dmaj7
Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to    
Fresh out the slammer

[Chorus (1)]
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 A
Another summer, taking cover
F#m7                           Dsus2
Rolling thunder, he don't understand me
A                                 F#m7
Splintered back in winter, silent dinners
                        Dsus2
Bitter, he was with her in   dreams
Ah-ah
A
Grey and blue and fights and tunnels
F#m7
Handcuffed to the spell I was under
Dsus2
     For just one hour of sunshine
A
Years of labour, locks and ceilings
F#m7
In  the shade of how he was feeling
Dsus2
     But it's gonna be alright
I did my time

[Verse 2]
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Amaj7                 F#m7                   Dmaj7
Now, pretty baby, I'm running back home to you    
Amaj7                    F#m7                            Dmaj7
Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to    
Fresh out the slammer, aah

[Chorus (2)]
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A
Camera flashes, welcome bashes
F#m7                            Dsus2
Get the matches, toss the ashes off  the ledge
          A
As I said in my letters
                F#m7                         Dsus2
Now that I know better, I will never lose my baby again
A
My friends tried, but I wouldn't hear it
F#m7
Watched me daily disappearing
Dsus2
     For just one glimpse of his smile
A
All those nights he kept me going
F#m7
Swirled you into all of my poems
Dsus2
     Now we're at the starting line
I did my time
                      A
Now, pretty baby, I'm running

[Outro]
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       Dsus2                                           A
To the house where you still wait up and that porch light gleams
       F#m7                                   Dsus2
To the one who says I'm the girl of his American   dreams
       A
And no matter what I've done it wouldn't matter anyway
         Dsus2                                                   A
Ain't no way  I'm gonna screw up now that I know what's at stake here
       F#m7                                 Dsus2
At the park, where we used to sit on children's  swings
      A
Wearing imaginary rings
Dsus2 A                             F#m7       Dsus2
       But it's gonna be alright, I did my time

[Fade Out]
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A | Dsus2 | A | F#m7 
Dsus2