Jailhouse

Marty Stuart

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Tom:
C I’m living in a jailhouse, a jailhouse, a jailhouse it’s true
F C A jailhouse, a jailhouse, serving time with you
C Deep, dark dungeon with the greystone walls, that’s how it feels to me
F G F A jailhouse, a jailhouse, she threw away the key
C Well i’d rather be busting rocks, in that federal pen
F Than to be locked up with your cold, low down heart what a shape i’m in
C I’ve been sentenced to life for the crime of loving you
F G F No parole or pardon could set me free when you feel the way i do
C Cuz’ i’m living in a jailhouse, a jailhouse, jailhouse it’s true
F C A jailhouse, a jailhouse, serving time with you
C Deep, dark dungeon with the greystone walls, that’s how it feels to me
F G F A jailhouse, a jailhouse, she threw away the key (solo)
C Well you tell me i ain’t nothing, except your ball and chain
F And you’ve been tangled in a web of sorrow, since the day you changed your name
C Well maybe baby, it’s about time, for me to make that big escape
F G F Get the judge and jury to cut me loose, take a hard look at my case
C Cuz’ i’m living in a jailhouse, a jailhouse, a jailhouse it’s true
F C Jailhouse, a jailhouse, serving time with you
C Deep, dark dungeon with the greystone walls, that’s how it feels to me
F G C Jailhouse, a jailhouse she threw away the key
G C She threw away the key
G C She threw away the key
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