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Don't Look Back

Marjorie Thompson
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D-DU-UDU
She  went in to a  restaurant,
the  time was half  past eight
She  made a reservation
 so  they didn’t have to  wait
By  the time the waiter served them
 and retrieved the dinner plate
The  tainted spice had  done  its  job
and  sealed his mortal fate
Oh  oh oh
Take  your last breath  deep and slow,
 Take your number, One  last ride,
 Good luck to you on the other side
 Just go  go go.
 He picked her up at 6 pm
 she was ready for that date
 Her hair was high, her neckline low
 On her feet she wore the bait
 She was dressed to kill and he thought he knew
 how the night would culminate
 But those spike heel shoes would pierce him through
 before the clock struck eight.
 Oh oh oh
 Take your last breath deep and slow,
 Take your number, One last ride,
 Good luck to you on the other side
 Just go go go.
 He rang the bell, she turned the knob,
 she met him at the gate
 He held a bright arrangement,
 one he’d helped create
 There was baby’s breath and roses,
 but the foxglove lay in wait
 By the time he dialed the rescue
 it was already much too late
 Oh oh oh
 Take your last breath deep and slow,
 count your blessings don’t look back
 Where you’re going you won’t have to pack
 Just go go go.
 The Am is hammered on to get the percussive sound.

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Readable chord sheet for Don't Look Back by Marjorie Thompson

[Am]She went in t[G]o [C]a rest[G]aurant,
[Am]the time was half[E] past  [Am]eight
[Am]She made a reservation
so[E] they didn’t have [G]to wait
[Dm]By the time the waiter served them

and retrieved the dinner plate
[Am]The tainted spice h[G]ad d[C]one its[G] job
[Am]and sealed his [E]mortal [Am]fate
[Am]Oh oh o[E]h
[E]Take your last [Am]breath deep and slow,
Take your number, [Dm]One last ride,

Good luck to you on the other side
Just [E]go go [Am]go.

He picked her up at 6 pm
she was ready for that date
Her hair was high, her neckline low
On her feet she wore the bait
She was dressed to kill and he thought he knew
how the night would culminate
But those spike heel shoes would pierce him through
before the clock struck eight.

Oh oh oh
Take your last breath deep and slow,
Take your number, One last ride,
Good luck to you on the other side
Just go go go.

He rang the bell, she turned the knob,
she met him at the gate
He held a bright arrangement,
one he’d helped create
There was baby’s breath and roses,
but the foxglove lay in wait
By the time he dialed the rescue
it was already much too late

Oh oh oh
Take your last breath deep and slow,
count your blessings don’t look back
Where you’re going you won’t have to pack
Just go go go.

The Am is hammered on to get the percussive sound.