Bruised Orange[Chain Of Sorrow] (LP Version)-John Prine

[ti:Bruised Orange (Chain Of Sorrow) (LP Version)] [ar:John Prine] [al:Bruised Orange] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Bruised Orange[Chain Of Sorrow] (LP Version) - John Prine [00:04.87]My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley [00:08.11] [00:08.73]Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley [00:12.87]On a cold winter's morning to a church house [00:16.16]Just to shovel some snow [00:17.63] [00:21.13]I heard sirens on the train track howl gettin' nuder [00:24.47] [00:25.67]An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter [00:29.67]Just from walking with his back turned [00:31.81]To the train that was coming so slow [00:34.39] [00:38.10]You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder [00:42.35]Throw your hands in the air say what does it matter [00:46.42]But it don't do no good to get angry [00:49.75]So help me I know [00:51.23] [00:54.89]For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter [00:59.07]You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there [01:03.48]Wrapped up in a trap of your very own [01:06.92]Chain of sorrow [01:07.95] [01:28.60]I been brought down to zero pulled out and put back there [01:32.32] [01:33.09]I sat on a park bench kissed the girl with the black hair [01:37.09]And my head shouted down to my heart [01:39.55] [01:40.09]You better look out below [01:41.57] [01:45.35]Hey it ain't such a long drop don't stammer don't stutter [01:49.41]From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter [01:53.92]And you carry those bruises to remind you wherever you go [01:58.61] [02:02.19]You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder [02:06.53]Throw your hands in the air say what does it matter [02:10.61]But it don't do no good to get angry [02:13.40] [02:13.92]So help me I know [02:15.34] [02:19.01]For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter [02:23.33]You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there [02:27.65]Wrapped up in a trap of your very own [02:31.05]Chain of sorrow [02:32.13] [02:53.13]My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley [02:56.56] [02:57.16]Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley [03:01.48]On a cold winter's morning to a church house [03:04.75]Just to shovel some snow [03:06.36] [03:09.98]I heard sirens on the train track howl gettin' nuder [03:13.89] [03:14.58]An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter [03:18.70]Just from walking with his back turned [03:20.96]To the train that was coming so slow [03:23.49] [03:27.16]You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder [03:31.44]Throw your hands in the air say what does it matter [03:35.54]But it don't do no good to get angry [03:38.47] [03:39.03]So help me I know [03:40.33] [03:44.05]For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter [03:48.25]You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there [03:52.75]Wrapped up in a trap of your very own [03:56.06]Chain of sorrow