Date: Sun, 29 Mar 1998 19:22:16 -0500
From: Ray Allis <rallif@home.com>
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)


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