Looking Back Now

	  		


C                   G                          Am-G-F 
Looking back now, I probably should've let him run 

   Am 
He smelled like gin with a hint of her 
C 
Up 'til then I wasn't sure 
      G                                                 D 
But he swaggered by and said "The boys said to tell you hey" 
          Am 
And I was kicked back in his easy chair 
C 
Holding a fifth tapping the barrel 
           G                               D 
Of a fresh cleaned steel blue polished up .38 
F 
And I was kind of hoping he'd at least look scared 
But all he said was "Okay, she was good and you don't dare" 


C                  G                      Am  F 
Looking back now I probably should've let him run 
C            G                 Am F 
Paybacks are hell where I come from 
        C 
And any fool should now 
          G                   Am 
You don't look a woman in the eye and smile 
     F                     D 
When she knows what you've done 
          F 
And she's holding whiskey and a gun 


         Am       
Well the sun shines gray in the prison yard 
C 
Life to go was going hard 
          G                              D 
When the warden started getting sweet on me 
       Am 
And he drug me to his room one night 
    C 
And poured me some 'skey gave me a light 
    G                                    D 
And I smoked slow and waited 'til he was done 
    F 
And I thought that was that 'til he got rough and I fought back 
And when I grabbed his pistol he laughed and said 
"Girl you ain't got the guts" 

C                  G                      Am  F 
Looking back now I probably should've let him run 
C            G                 Am F 
Paybacks are hell where I come from 
        C 
And any fool should now 
          G                   Am 
You don't look a woman in the eye and smile 
     F                     D 
When she knows what you've done 
          F 
And she's holding whiskey and a gun 


        Am 
They're strapping me down and I'm scared to die 
      C 
Now I ain't the kind of girl to cry 
      G                           D 
But I find myself begging God for mercy 
   Am 
My hands are cold as I start to slip 
C 
Sodium theopentol drips 
    G                               D 
The room goes black and I wonder if He heard me 

C                  G                      Am  F 
Looking back now I probably should've let him run 
C                  G                 Am F 
I bet paybacks are hell where I come from 
        C 
And any fool should now 
          G                   Am 
You don't look a woman in the eye and smile 
     F                     D 
When she knows what you've done 
          F 
And she's holding whiskey and a gun 
               C G Am F 
Whiskey and a gun 
               C G Am F 
Whiskey and a gun 
               C G Am F 
Whiskey and a gun