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