You Can't Turn A Whore Into A Lady

Rebel Son

Tom: G
(G)  C 
Well friend you've got a pretty woman 
And you think she's really something 
F                          C 
But she using you to play her game 

Even if you treat her tender 
In a month she won't remember 
                               G 
What you looked like or even your name 
                   C       Am 
So don't even try to trust her 
                    C 
Cause she leaves you broken fluster 
      F                   C 
With nobody but yourself to blame 
                     Am        
She'll lie to you and leave you 
     C            F 
with nothing but depression 
      G                     C 
a heartache and sorrow and shame 



C Cause you can't turn a whore into a lady F C Unless she wants to do it herself She's got to be willing to do it on her own G Without nobody's help C Am You could try and try C F C But you just can't make somebody be someone else Am C No you can't turn a whore into a lady G C Unless she wants to do it herself
Well I know you think you got it made But she's just a jay Listen to me friend I know her kind She'll just tear up your nerves if you fall for her So just walk away and leave her behind Cause when you fall in her lap, you're falling in her trap and she'll rob you blind of your last dime. You're just another stranger And you will never change her If you try you're wasting your time Cause you can't turn a whore into a lady Unless she wants to do it herself She's got to be willing to do it on her own You could try and try But you just can't make somebody be someone else No you can't turn a whore into a lady Unless she wants to do it herself -Whole this part is Am, C, try it with arpeggio: My son, attend unto my wisdom, and bow thine ear to my understanding That thou mayest regard discretion and that thy lips may keep knowledge. For the lips of a strange woman drop as an honeycomb, and her mouth is smoother than oil But her end is bitter as wormwood sharp as a two-edged sword. Her feet go down to death; her steps take hold on hell. To keep thee from the evil woman, from the flattery of the tongue of a strange woman. Lust not after her beauty in thine heart neither let her take thee with her eyelids. For by means of a whorish woman a man is brought to a piece of bread and the adulteress will hunt for the precious life. Let not thine heart decline to her ways go not astray in her paths For she hath cast down many wounded and many strong men have been slain by her. Her house is the way to hell, going down to the chambers of death. So if you think you got a lady But she always tells you crazy stupid stories 'bout where she's been And you remember back before she was yours She got around with a bunch of different men You don't matter if you love her that don't make a no different to any of them Cause if she cheated before She's probably still a whore And she's gonna do it again No you can't turn a whore into a lady Unless she wants to do it herself She's got to be willing to do it on her own Without nobody's help You could try and try But you just can't make somebody be someone else No you can't turn a whore into a lady Unless she wants to do it herself No you can't turn a whore into a lady Unless she wants to do it herself Wish u all the best from Konjic, Bosnia and Herzegovina!

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