《Bruised Orange[Chain Of Sorrow](LP Version)》歌词

[00:00:00] Bruised Orange (Chain Of Sorrow) (LP Version) - John Prine

[00:00:04] My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley

[00:00:08] Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley

[00:00:12] On a cold winter's morning to a church house

[00:00:16] Just to shovel some snow

[00:00:21] I heard sirens on the train track howl gettin' nuder

[00:00:25] An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter

[00:00:29] Just from walking with his back turned

[00:00:31] To the train that was coming so slow

[00:00:38] You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder

[00:00:42] Throw your hands in the air say what does it matter

[00:00:46] But it don't do no good to get angry

[00:00:49] So help me I know

[00:00:54] For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter

[00:00:59] You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there

[00:01:03] Wrapped up in a trap of your very own

[00:01:06] Chain of sorrow

[00:01:28] I been brought down to zero pulled out and put back there

[00:01:33] I sat on a park bench kissed the girl with the black hair

[00:01:37] And my head shouted down to my heart

[00:01:40] You better look out below

[00:01:45] Hey it ain't such a long drop don't stammer don't stutter

[00:01:49] From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter

[00:01:53] And you carry those bruises to remind you wherever you go

[00:02:02] You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder

[00:02:06] Throw your hands in the air say what does it matter

[00:02:10] But it don't do no good to get angry

[00:02:13] So help me I know

[00:02:19] For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter

[00:02:23] You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there

[00:02:27] Wrapped up in a trap of your very own

[00:02:31] Chain of sorrow

[00:02:53] My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley

[00:02:57] Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley

[00:03:01] On a cold winter's morning to a church house

[00:03:04] Just to shovel some snow

[00:03:09] I heard sirens on the train track howl gettin' nuder

[00:03:14] An altar boy's been hit by a local commuter

[00:03:18] Just from walking with his back turned

[00:03:20] To the train that was coming so slow

[00:03:27] You can gaze out the window get mad and get madder

[00:03:31] Throw your hands in the air say what does it matter

[00:03:35] But it don't do no good to get angry

[00:03:39] So help me I know

[00:03:44] For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter

[00:03:48] You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there

[00:03:52] Wrapped up in a trap of your very own

[00:03:56] Chain of sorrow