written by Billy Bob Thornton and Marty Stuart 
from the album "Private Radio" 
11/3/05 
 
 
INTRO: A  D E  A  D E 
 
D              A         E                      A 
She wore black on black, it was perfect for the night 
D                  A      E        D    A 
She looked like an angel, by the candle light 
D                    A     E              F#m 
He had his lines all down, like a work of art 
D             A                      E        D        A 
He made every word sound like it was straight from the heart 
 
 
D  A  E  D  A 
 
        D                 A      E                     A 
He said do you believe in magic, as he reached for her hand 
          D        A     E      D        E 
She said, I always have, as she tried to stand 
D                 A           E              F#m 
He watched like a hawk as she tripped on her gown 
        D               A                     E   D     A 
He said I'll give you a ride 'cause this is a dangerous town 


[Refrão]
D                      A          E                 F#m 
She stepped out like a woman, and took that walk of shame 
D                  A        E           D        E 
She stepped to his car, she didn't even know his name 
D                 A        F#m         A 
He felt less than nothin', no guilt no pain 
D          A            D  E        A 
Two hungry souls on the    walk of shame 
 
 
INTRO 
 
D               A     E                         A 
He called her a lady, they went straight to her head 
         D                 A          E    D     A 
He spoke hollow words in a motel room in a dusty bed 
D                A      E                       F#m 
When the mornin' broke, the truth came with the light 
D                       A                  E    D               A 
The mirror told her the magic well it just disappeared with the night 
 
 
CHORUS: 
D                         A         E                 F#m 
And then she stood like a woman and took that walk of shame 
D                 A          E           D        E 
She didn't make a sound, she didn't even know his name 
D                  A        F#m         A 
She felt less than nothin', no guilt no pain 
D           A           D  E       A 
No tears allowed on the    walk of shame 
D            A          D  E       A                     
No tears allowed on the    walk of shame 
 
 
OUTRO: A  D  A  D  E  D  A