Bon Iver - Bruised Orange

intro – A ( 466544 ) take off your barre finger to make the same noise justin makes for the E .

also , justin puts a riff in when moving from a to D .

A D
E | – 4 – – – x – – x – – x – – – 4 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
B | – 4 – – – x – – x – – x – – – 6 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
G | – 5 – – – x – – x – – x – – – 6 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
D | – 6 – – – x – – x – – x – – – 6 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
A | – 6 – – – x – – x – – x – – – 4 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |
E | – 4 – – – 5 – – 7 – – 9 – – – 4 – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – |

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

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 .

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

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