Fresh Out The Slammer Chords by Taylor Swift

[Intro]

[Verse]
A F#m7 A                     F#m7                    A
■ ■    ■ Now pretty baby I'm runnin back home to you ■
A                    
Fresh out the slammer
  F#m7                           A 
I know who my first call will be to
A                    
Fresh out the slammer
A                          
Another summer taking cover
F#m7                     D             A
Rolling thunder he don't understand me ■
A                        
Splintered back in winter
F#m7                 
Silent dinners bitter
                D        
He was with her in dreams


[Chorus]
A                                   
Gray and blue and fights and tunnels
F#m7                          A    
Handcuffed to the spell I was under
                     A       
For just one hour of sunshine
A                                
Years of labor locks and ceilings
F#m7                       A      
In the shade of how he was feeling
                          A            
But it's gonna be alright I did my time
                    F#m7                D   Dmaj7 A
Now pretty baby I'm runnin back home to you ■     ■
A                    
Fresh out the slammer
F#m7                             A 
I know who my first call will be to
          A          
Fresh out the slammer
       A                     
Camera flashes welcome bashes
F#m7                           D            
Get the matches toss the ashes off the ledge
A                                         F#m7  
■ As I said in my letters now that I know better
                     D          A
I will never lose my baby again ■
A                                      
My friends tried but I wouldn't hear it
F#m7             D           
Watched me daily disappearing
                            A    
For just one glimpse of his smile
                             A    
All those nights you kept me going
F#m7                            
Swirled you into all of my poems
F#m7                          
Now we're at the starting line
D            
I did my time
A                          
Now pretty baby I'm running


[Bridge]
D                                   
To the house where you still wait up
    A          A7           A
And that porch light gleams ■
               A   
To the one who says
F#m                          D7    
I'm the girl of his American Dreams


[Outro]
       A                    
And no matter what I've done
   A                     
It wouldn't matter anyway
D                            D7
Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up
                       A       
Now that I know what's at stake
            F#m                F#m7                 A     
Here At the park where we used to sit on children's swings
D       A               D
Wearing imaginary rings ■
A                          
■ But it's gonna be alright
  F#m7       
I did my time
D A D A F#m7 D
■ ■ ■ ■ ■    ■


[End]