Fresh Out The Slammer Taylor Swift

Fresh Out The Slammer

Taylor Swift

Terry Oliver

170
0:00 3:19
Stimmung Standard (E A D G B E)
Taktart 4/4
Tonart: A
Kapo:
Ohne Kapo
Schlagmuster 1

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Songtext

[Intro]
| Amaj7 | F#m7 | Dmaj7 | - |

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

[Chorus]
 A
Another summer, taking cover
F#m7                           Dsus2
Rolling thunder, he don't understand me
A
Splintered back in winter,
       F#m7
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]
Amaj7
Now, pretty baby,
    F#m7                   Dmaj7
I'm running back home to you
Amaj7
Fresh out the slammer,
  F#m7                            Dmaj7
I know who my first call will be to
Fresh out the slammer, aah

[Chorus]
A
Camera flashes, welcome bashes
F#m7
Get the matches,
               Dsus2
toss the ashes off  the ledge
          A
As I said in my letters
                F#m7
Now that I know better,
                     Dsus2
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]
       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
Ain't no way  I'm gonna screw up now that I know what's at
      A
stake here
       F#m7
At the park,
                               Dsus2
where we used to sit on children's  swings
      A
Wearing imaginary rings
Dsus2 A
       But it's gonna be alright,
  F#m7       Dsus2
I did my time

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

Takte

[Intro]
| Amaj7 | F#m7 | Dmaj7 | - |

[Verse 1]
| Amaj7 | F#m7 | Dmaj7 | - |
| Amaj7 | F#m7 | Dmaj7 | - |

Now, pretty baby,
I'm running back home to you
Fresh out the slammer,
I know who my first call will be to
Fresh out the slammer

[Chorus]
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |

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

[Verse 2]
| Amaj7 | F#m7 | Dmaj7 | - |
| Amaj7 | F#m7 | Dmaj7 | - |

Now, pretty baby,
I'm running back home to you
Fresh out the slammer,
I know who my first call will be to
Fresh out the slammer, aah

[Chorus]
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |
| A | F#m7 | Dsus2 | - |
| - | A    |

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 he 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 running

[Outro]
                | Dsus2 | A     |
| F#m7  | Dsus2 | A     | Dsus2 |
| A     | F#m7  | Dsus2 | A     |
| Dsus2 | A     | F#m7  | Dsus2 |

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

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

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