A Now, pretty baby E Bm D I'm running back home to you A Fresh out the slammer E I know who my first call will be to D (Fresh out the slammer, oh) A E Another summer taking cover, rolling thunder Bm D He don't understand me A E Splintered back in winter, silent dinners Bm D Bitter he was with her in dreams A Gray and blue, and fights and tunnels E Handcuffed to the spell I was under Bm D For just one hour of sunshine A Years of labor, locks and ceilings E In the shade of how he was feeling Bm D But it's gonna be alright, I did my time A Now, pretty baby E Bm D I'm running back home to you A Fresh out the slammer E Bm I know who my first call will be to D (Fresh out the slammer, oh) A Camera flashes, welcome bashes E Get the matches Bm D Toss the ashes off the ledge A As I said in my letters E Now that I know better Bm D I will never lose my baby again A My friends tried, but I wouldn't hear it E Bm Watched me daily disappearing D For just one glimpse of his smile A All those nights you kept me goin' E Bm Swirled you into all of my poems D Now we're at the starting line, I did my time A Now, pretty baby E I'm runnin' A To the house where you still wait up D And that porch light gleams (gleams) A To the one who says D I'm the girl of his American dreams A And no matter what I've done It wouldn't matter anyway D Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up A Now that I know what's at stake here A At the park where we used to sit D On children's swings A Wearing imaginary rings Bm D But it's gonna be alright, I did my time
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