Slow country beat, the chord spacing is approximate. Start the G on the last word of
line. This kills at parties.
Gone Back To Whorin’ Roger Alan Wade
G C
She’s a gone back to whorin, that’s what I heard
G D
She’s somewhere snorin, With some old rich bird
G C
The things that I gave her, must a got kinda borin
G D
Last that I heard she done, gone back to whorin
G C
Shes a gone back to whorin, this aint her first rodeo
G D
Shes makin a fortune, screwin dudes she don’t know
G C
I asked her she told me, darling its my job
G D
To suck the chrome off a trailer hitch, and suck the corn off the cob
G C
She done gone back to whorin, this aint her first time
G D
I got some but lovin but Im down to my last dime
G C
She looked like an angel, but my life’s a wreck
G D
I’d go from hell straight to heaven, if shed just take a check
G C
Shes gone back to whorin, but shes a good girl
G D
She got fish-net holes and too much jerry curl
G C
I miss here when Im lonesome, when Im horny reall bad
G D
She aint to cheap boy, shes the best that I’ve had
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