Don't Pay The Ransom

by Nat Stuckey, 1972

Intro: A--E--A

v.1
ALast night I stopped off for a beer, Don my way Ahome
AAnd I saw this broken-hearted sweet thing, Bcryin' all Ealone
My Atender heart was deeply touched at the Dsight of a woman's Atears
So I Dsaid "Hi there", Apulled up a chair, and Eordered us a couple o' Abeers

We Dmusta drunk about a gallon o' brew
When I Alooked at my watch it was half-past two
An I Bsuddenly realized, I hadn't even called my Ewife!
AKnowin' what would happen to me when I got home
I nearly Dbroke my neck gettin' to a phone
AHere's what I told her in an Eeffort to save my Alife

Chorus:
ADon't pay the ransom, honey, I've esDcaped
ConEsiderin' what I been thru I'm in good Ashape
AWell, my wrists an' ankles are a little sore from the Dtape
But Ddon't pay the ransom, honey, I've esAcaped

Instr. Brk. 1/2v

v.2
Now, if you get tied up somewhere tonight, on your way home
In a poker game or with a good-lookin' dame, an' it slipped your mind to phone
Don't blow your cool like a crazy fool, an' tell your woman where you been
Your situation requires imagination, an' I've got an suggestion, my friend
Tell her...

Rpt. Ch.
No, don't pay the ransom, honey, I escaped!