Bruised Orange Chain of Sorry - John Prine

        [Intro]
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        [Verse 1]
           G                             G
        My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley
               C                      C
        Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
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        On a cold winter's morning to the church house
                            G        G
        Just to shovel some snow

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        I heard sirens on the train tracks, howl naked, gettin nuder
           C                           C
        An alter boy has been hit by a local commuter
                  G
        Just from walking with his back turned
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        To a train that was coming so slow
         
        [Chorus]
                C                               C
                You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder
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                Throw your hands in the air and say what does it matter
                       D                        C                 G    G7
                But it don't do no good to get angry so help me I know
                    C                                C
                For a heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitter
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                You'll become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
                        D                    C                    G   G
                Wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow
     
        [Instrumental  2nd half verse]
        G  G  C  C G  D  G  G
        
        [Verse 3]
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        I've been brought down to zero pulled out and put back there
          C                              C
        I sat on a park bench kissed the girl with the black hair
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        And my head shouted down to my heart you better look out below
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        It ain't such a long drop don't stammer, don't stutter
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        From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
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        You'll be carrying those bruises to remind you wherever you go
         
        [Chorus]

        [Instrumental  2nd half verse]
        G  G  C  C G  D  G  G
         
        [Verse 1]
         
        [Chorus]

        [Instrumental]
        G  G C C  G  D  G G
        Fade...
       
    

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