Bruised Orange by Bon Iver
Key: AA | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Verse
A
M y heart's in the ice house Come hill or come valley
D
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
A                                 E
On a cold winter's morning to a church house
                         A
Just to shovel some snow
Verse
A
I heard sirens on the train track Howl naked gettin' nuder
D
An alter boy's been hit by a local commuter
A                                               E
Just from walking with his back turned to the train
                       A
That was coming so slow 
Chorus:
D
You can gaze out the window Get mad and get madder
A
Throw you hands in the air Say "What does it matter?"
       E
But it don't do no good to get angry
                A
So help me I know 
D
For a heart stained in anger Grows weak and grows bitter
A
You become your own prisoner
                                          E
As you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap
                                A
Of your very own chain of sorrow.
Verse:
A
I been brought down to zero Pulled out and put back there
D
I sat on the park bench kissed the girl with the black hair
A                                 E
And my head shouted down to my heart
                           A
You better look out be low.
Verse
A
H ey, 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                        E
And you carry those bruises to remind you
               A
Wherever you go. 
Chorus:
D
You can gaze out the window Get mad and get madder
A
Throw you hands in the air Say "What does it matter?"
       E
But it don't do no good to get angry
                A
So help me I know 
D
For a heart stained in anger Grows weak and grows bitter
A
You be come your own prisoner
                                          E
As you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap
                                A
Of your very own chain of sorrow.
Instrumental:
A , D , A , E x4
Verse
A
M y heart's in the ice house Come hill or come valley
D
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
A                                 E
On a cold winter's morning to a church house
                       A
Just to shovel some snow