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