John Prine – A (Capo 2)

My heart”s in the ice house come hill or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked thru the alley
On a cold winter”s morning to a church house
Just to shovel some snow

I heard sirens on the train track, howl naked gettin” nuder

An altar boy”s been hit by a local commuter

Just from walking with his back turned to the train

That was coming so slow

Chorus
You can gaze out the window, get mad and get madder
Throw your hands in the air, say what does it matter
But, it don”t do no good to get angry, so help me I know
For a heart stained in anger grows weak and grows bitter
You become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own chain of sorrow

I been brought down to zero, pulled out and put back there
I sat on a park bench, kissed the girl with the black hair
And my head shouted down to my heart you better look out below
Hey, it ain”t such a long drop, don”t stammer, don”t stutter
From the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
And you carry those bruises to remind you wherever you go

Chorus

Repeat 1st verse and Chorus