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Date: Sun, 29 Mar 1998 19:22:16 -0500
From: Ray Allis
Subject: CRD:p/prine_john/bruised_orange.crd
BRUISED ORANGE
by John Prine
interpreted by Ray Allis
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 there
C
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 hair
G
on a cold winters morning
2) and my head shouted down
D
to the church house
2) to my heart
G
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 drop
howl naked , gettin nuder
2) don’t stammer, don’t studder
C
an alter boy had been hit
2) from the diamonds in the sidewalk
by a local comuter
2) to the dirt in the gutter
G
just from walking with his back turned
2) you’ll be carrying those bruises
D
to a train
2) to remind you
G G7
that was coming so slow
2) wherever you go
(CHORUS)
C
You can gaze out the window
get mad and get madder
G
throw your hands in the air
and say what does it matter
D
but it don’t do no good
C
to get angry
G G7
so help me I know
C
for a heart stained with anger
grows weak and grows bitter
G
you become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there
D
wrapped up in a trap
C
of your very own
G
chain of sorrow
3) (Repeat first verse and chorus)
Please send corrections or suggestions.
