Tom:
Introdução:
B E G#m A B E
12/8 time seemed to her to be some sort of life of crime
G#m A B E
With the handcuffs and the billy clubs coming down on me
She said rock 'n roll don't give her nothing but bad dreams
G#m A
So she planned my funeral and left me for dead
G#m A
A single corpse in a double bed
G#M A
But now she's standing on my front porch
B
She goes knock knock knock knock
Knock knock knock knock
E B E
She come a-knockin at my door
E B E
Now she come a-knockin at my door
E B E
Now her key it don't fit
E B E
I'm not gonna let her in
Now she come a-knockin at my door