verse 1 
D                       G 
Saw a girl at a picture show 
D                         G 
Walked right up and said “Hello 
    C                    G 
You seem to be a girl in need 
C                         G  
I’m a guy who’s built for speed 
C                          G 
You and me could have some fun 
C          D      G 
You pretty little one” 

D                          G 
Took her riding around the town 
D                           G 
Ain’t no woman ever shut me down 
C                                G 
“Have you ever seen a truck like this 
C                  G 
How about a little kiss 
C          D      G 
You pretty little one” 


  D     C    G     C 
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  G     C    D 
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[Refrão]
 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 


verse 2 
D                             G 
Took her out about a month or so 
D                       G 
She's my gal I told her so 
C                  G 
She resisted for a bit 
C                      G 
Baby that’s the way of it 
C          D      G 
You pretty little one 

D                            G 
Couple of times she tried to leave 
  D                             G 
I told her “that don’t work for me” 
    C                   G 
Her daddy tried to intervene 
C                        G 
Folks, I’m just a mean machine 
C                     G 
I can handle dumb old Pops 
C                         G 
What’s he done but shovel rocks 
C                     G 
I said, “Baby, that’s enough” 
C                         G 
I might have got a little rough 
      C      D      G 
On my pretty little one” 


  D     C    G     C 
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  G     C    D 
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[Refrão]
 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 


verse 3 
D                           G 
Then she called me late one night 
D                            G 
Said, “It’s over - let’s not fight” 
C                          G 
I said, “Sure but one more talk 
C                   G 
Maybe just a little walk 
C                        G 
Round the block - a nice goodbye 
C                      G 
You’re so lovely honey pie” 
C                       G 
I went over, picked her up 
C                    G 
Got her in my pickup truck 
C                       G 
Drivin’ slow around the town 
C                    G 
Then I put the pedal down 
C                     G 
Took her out a gravel road 
C                              G 
Stopped the truck where no one goes 
C                          G 
This is where the job gets done 
      C      D      G 
On my pretty little one” 


  D     C    G     C 
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  G     C    D 
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Chorus 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 


verse 4 
D                         G 
Blackest night that I had seen 
D                      G 
In the darkness I felt mean 
C                       G 
From my boot I pulled a knife 
C                         G 
Said “I’m gonna take your life” 
C                     G 
I was calm as I could get 
C              G 
So I lit a cigarette 
C                      G 
In the flicker I could see 
C                           G 
She had a pistol trained on me 
C           D      G 
That pretty little one 

D                      G 
I said, “Mister I’m no fool 
D                          G 
My daddy raised me country cool 
C                    G 
Think my daddy knows enough 
C                                 G 
Of guys like you who think you’re tough 
C                        G 
He read you as easy as ABC 
C                               G 
That’s when he gave this gun to me 
C                           G 
And ever since your truck arrived 
C                            G 
My hand’s been on this forty-five 


VERSE 5 
C                     G 
I went at her with my knife 
C                                G 
She pulled that trigger, shot me twice 
C                       G 
In the heart and in the head 
C                                G 
Took half a breath, slumped over dead 
C                           G 
She pumped another for good luck 
C                       G 
Right between my butter cups 
C           D      G 
That pretty little one 


  D     C    G     C 
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  G     C    D 
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[Refrão]
 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 
G      C      D 
Pretty little one 


VERSE 6 
D                          G 
In the grave, I’m dead and gone 
D                              G 
The little gal, she wrote this song 
C                    G 
She came over in due course 
C                    G 
Sang to me without remorse  
C                         G 
Then she whispered to the ground 

C                         G 
I’ll let you have another round 
C               G 
My name is Lucy Allencot 
C                          G 
You should know that I was not 
C           D      G 
Your pretty little one