Bruised Orange
John Prine
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G My heart's in the ice house 2) I've been brought down to zero come hill or come valley 2) pulled out and put back thereC like a long ago Sunday 2) I sat on a park bench when I walked through the alley 2) kissed the girl with the black hairG on a cold winters morning 2) and my head shouted downD to the church house 2) to my heartG just to shovel some snow 2) you better look out below I heard sirens on the train tracks 2) Well it ain't such a long dropContinúa después del anunciohowl naked , gettin nuder 2) don't stammer, don't studderC an alter boy had been hit 2) from the diamonds in the sidewalk by a local comuter 2) to the dirt in the gutterG just from walking with his back turned 2) you'll be carrying those bruisesD to a train 2) to remind youG G7 that was coming so slow 2) wherever you go (CHORUS)C You can gaze out the window get mad and get madderG throw your hands in the air and say what does it matterD but it don't do no goodC to get angryG G7 so help me I knowC for a heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitterG you become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit thereD wrapped up in a trapC of your very ownG chain of sorrow