Аккорды Taylor Swift - Fresh Out The Slammer

[Intro]
Amaj7  F#m9  C#m/D

Amaj7                  F#m9                 C#m/D
Now,  pretty baby, I'm runnin' back home to you
Amaj7                    F#m9                           C#m/D
Fresh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to
 E/D
(Fresh out the slammer, oh)

[Verse 1]
  A                          F#m
Another summer takin' cover, rolling thunder
              D        E/D
He don't understand me
A                                 F#m
Splintered back in winter, silent dinners, bitter
                D
He was with her in dreams

[Pre-Chorus]
A
Gray and blue and fights and tunnels
F#m                                 D
Handcuffed to the spell I was under

For just one hour of sunshine
A
Years of labor, locks, and ceilings
F#m                                 D
In  the shade of how he was feeling

But it's gonna be alright, I did my time

[Chorus]
A                     F#m                  D   E/D  D  E/D
Now, pretty baby, I'm runnin' back home to you
A                        F#m                            D
Frеsh out the slammer, I know who my first call will be to

(Frеsh out the slammer, oh)

[Verse 2]
A                               F#m
Camera flashes, welcome bashes, get the matches
               D             E/D
Toss the ashes off the ledge
          A                              F#m
As I said in my letters, now that I know better
                     D
I will never lose my baby again

[Pre-Chorus]
A
My friends tried, but I wouldn't hear it
F#m                         D
Watch me daily disappearing

For just one glimpse of his smile
A
All those nights, he kept me goin'
F#m                              D
Swirled you into all of my poems

Now we're at the starting line, I did my time

[Chorus]
                      A
Now, pretty baby, I'm runnin'

[Bridge]
       D                                            A
To the house where you still wait up and that porch light gleams (Gleams)
       F#m                                   D
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
         D                                                      A
Ain't no way I'm gonna screw up now that I know what's at stake here
       F#m                              D
At the park where we used to sit on children's swings
    A                   Dadd2  A
Wearing imaginary rings

[Outro]
                             F#m         Dmaj7  A  Dmaj9  A  F#m  Dmaj7
But it's gonna be alright, I did my time