Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) Chords
Tempo:
56.95 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
E
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come valley, [D] like a long ago Sunday when I
walked through the alley [E] on a cold winter's morning, through the church house just to
shovel [A] some snow.
I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting nerder, [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local commuter [A] just from walking with his back turned [E] to the train that was
coming [A] so slow.
[D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, [E] but it don't do no good to get angry, so help me [A] I know.
[D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow.
[D] [A] [E]
[A] I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there.
[D] I sat on a park bench, kissed a girl with the black hair [A] and the head shot her down
and in [E] my heart, you better look out [A] below.
It ain't such a long drop, don't stammer, don't stutter, [D] from the diamonds in the sidewalk
to the dirt in the gutter [A] and you carry those bruises [E] to remind you wherever [A] you go.
You [D] can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, but [E] it don't do no good to get angry, so help me I [A] know.
Boy [D] heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow.
[D] [A] [E] My [A] heart's in the ass house, come hill or come valley, [D] like a long ago Sunday when I
walked through the alley [A] on a cold winter's morning [E] to a church house just to shovel [A] some snow.
I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting neutered [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local [A] commuter just from walking with his [E] back turned to the train that was
[A] coming so slow.
[D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a [A] matter, throw your hands in the air, say
what does it [E] matter, but it don't do no good to get angry, so [A] help me I know.
[D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows [A] bitter, you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself [E] sit there wrapped up in a trap of your very own [A] chain of sorrow.
[D] [Bm] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] [A] [E]
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[D] [A] [E]
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[D] [A]
walked through the alley [E] on a cold winter's morning, through the church house just to
shovel [A] some snow.
I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting nerder, [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local commuter [A] just from walking with his back turned [E] to the train that was
coming [A] so slow.
[D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, [E] but it don't do no good to get angry, so help me [A] I know.
[D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow.
[D] [A] [E]
[A] I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there.
[D] I sat on a park bench, kissed a girl with the black hair [A] and the head shot her down
and in [E] my heart, you better look out [A] below.
It ain't such a long drop, don't stammer, don't stutter, [D] from the diamonds in the sidewalk
to the dirt in the gutter [A] and you carry those bruises [E] to remind you wherever [A] you go.
You [D] can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, but [E] it don't do no good to get angry, so help me I [A] know.
Boy [D] heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow.
[D] [A] [E] My [A] heart's in the ass house, come hill or come valley, [D] like a long ago Sunday when I
walked through the alley [A] on a cold winter's morning [E] to a church house just to shovel [A] some snow.
I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting neutered [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local [A] commuter just from walking with his [E] back turned to the train that was
[A] coming so slow.
[D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a [A] matter, throw your hands in the air, say
what does it [E] matter, but it don't do no good to get angry, so [A] help me I know.
[D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows [A] bitter, you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself [E] sit there wrapped up in a trap of your very own [A] chain of sorrow.
[D] [Bm] [A]
[D] [A]
[D] [A] [E]
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[D] [A] [E]
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Key:
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[A] _ _ _ My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come valley, [D] like a long ago Sunday when I
walked through the alley [E] on a cold winter's morning, through the church house just to
shovel [A] some snow.
_ I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting nerder, [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local commuter [A] just from walking with his back turned [E] to the train that was
coming [A] so slow.
_ _ [D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, [E] but it don't do no good to get angry, so help me [A] I know.
_ _ [D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there.
[D] I sat on a park bench, kissed a girl with the black hair [A] and the head shot her down
and in [E] my heart, you better look out [A] below.
_ It ain't such a long drop, don't stammer, don't stutter, [D] from the diamonds in the sidewalk
to the dirt in the gutter [A] and you carry those bruises [E] to remind you wherever [A] you go.
_ You [D] can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, but [E] it don't do no good to get angry, so help me I [A] know.
_ Boy [D] heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] My [A] _ _ _ heart's in the ass house, come hill or come valley, [D] like a long ago Sunday when I
walked through the alley [A] on a cold winter's morning [E] to a church house just to shovel [A] some snow.
_ _ I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting neutered [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local [A] commuter just from walking with his [E] back turned to the train that was
[A] coming so slow.
_ [D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a [A] matter, throw your hands in the air, say
what does it [E] matter, but it don't do no good to get angry, so [A] help me I know.
_ [D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows [A] bitter, you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself [E] sit there wrapped up in a trap of your very own [A] chain of sorrow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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walked through the alley [E] on a cold winter's morning, through the church house just to
shovel [A] some snow.
_ I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting nerder, [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local commuter [A] just from walking with his back turned [E] to the train that was
coming [A] so slow.
_ _ [D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, [E] but it don't do no good to get angry, so help me [A] I know.
_ _ [D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _ _
[A] _ _ I've been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there.
[D] I sat on a park bench, kissed a girl with the black hair [A] and the head shot her down
and in [E] my heart, you better look out [A] below.
_ It ain't such a long drop, don't stammer, don't stutter, [D] from the diamonds in the sidewalk
to the dirt in the gutter [A] and you carry those bruises [E] to remind you wherever [A] you go.
_ You [D] can gaze out the window, get mad and get a matter, [A] throw your hands in the air, say
what does it matter, but [E] it don't do no good to get angry, so help me I [A] know.
_ Boy [D] heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows bitter, [A] you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself sit there [E] wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of [A] sorrow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] My [A] _ _ _ heart's in the ass house, come hill or come valley, [D] like a long ago Sunday when I
walked through the alley [A] on a cold winter's morning [E] to a church house just to shovel [A] some snow.
_ _ I heard sirens on the train track, howling naked, getting neutered [D] and all the boys been
hit by a local [A] commuter just from walking with his [E] back turned to the train that was
[A] coming so slow.
_ [D] You can gaze out the window, get mad and get a [A] matter, throw your hands in the air, say
what does it [E] matter, but it don't do no good to get angry, so [A] help me I know.
_ [D] Boy heart stained in anger, grows weak and grows [A] bitter, you'll become your own prisoner
as you watch yourself [E] sit there wrapped up in a trap of your very own [A] chain of sorrow. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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