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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
FShe’s a gone back to whorin, thatF’s what I heard FShe’s somewhere snorin, With someG old rich bird FThe things that I gave her, must a Fgot kinda borin FLast that I heard she done, gone baGck to whorin FShes a gone back to whorin, this aiFnt her first rodeo FShes makin a fortune, screwin dudesG she don’t know FI asked her she told me, darling itFs my job FTo suck the chrome off a trailer hiGtch, and suck the corn off the cob FShe done gone back to whorin, this Faint her first time FI got some but lovin but Im down toG my last dime FShe looked like an angel, but my liFfe’s a wreck FI’d go from hell straight to heavGen, if shed just take a check FShes gone back to whorin, but shes Fa good girl FShe got fish-net holes and too muchG jerry curl FI miss here when Im lonesome, when FIm horny reall bad FShe aint to cheap boy, shes the besGt that I’ve had