Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)
John Prine
Intro:
[A]
M[A]y heart's in the ice house
Come hill or come valley
Like a [D]long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a [A]cold winter's morning to a [E7]church house
Just to shovel some [A]snow
I heard sirens on the train track
Howl naked gettin' nuder
An [D]alter boy's been hit by a local commuter
Just from [A]walking with his back turned to the [E7]train
That was comming so [A]slow [A7]
Chorus:
You can [D]gaze out the window
Get mad and get madder
Throw you [A]hands in the air Say "What does it matter?"
But it [E7]don't do no good to get angry
So help me I [A]know [A7]
For a [D]heart stained in anger
Grows weak and grows bitter
You be[A]come your own prisoner
As you watch yourself sit there wrapped [E7]up in a trap
Of your very own chain of [A]sorrow.
Instrumental:
[A] [D] [A] [E] [A]
I been [A]brought down to zero
Pulled out and put back there
I [D]sat on the park bench kissed the girl with the black hair
And my [A]head shouted down to my [E7]heart
You better look out be[A]low.
Hey, it ain't such a long drop
Don't stammer. Don't stutter
From the [D]diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
And you [A]carry those bruises to [E7]remind you
Wherever you [A]go. [A7]
Repeat Chorus:
M[A]y heart's in the ice house
Come hill or come valley
Like a [D]long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
On a [A]cold winter's morning to a [E7]church house
Just to shovel some [A]snow
I heard sirens on the train track
Howl naked gettin' nuder
An [D]alter boy's been hit by a local commuter
Just from [A]walking with his back turned to the [E7]train
That was comming so [A]slow [A7]
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental and Fade
[A] [D] [A] [E] [A]
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