[G]My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley like a [C]long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley on a [G]cold winters morning to the [D]church house just to shovel some [G]snow [G]I heard sirens on the train tracks howl naked , gettin nuder an [C]alter boy had been hit by a local comuter just from [G]walking with his back turned to a [D]train that was coming so [G]slow[G7] You can [C]gaze out the window get mad and get madder throw your [G]hands in the air and say what does it matter but it [D]don't do no good to get [C]angry so help me I [G]know[G7] for a [C]heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitter you [G]become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a [D]trap of your very [C]own chain of [G]sorrow [G]I've been brought down to zero pulled out and put back there I sat [C]on a park bench kissed the girl with the black hair and my [G]head shouted down to my heart you [D]better look out [G]below [G]Well it ain't such a long drop don't stammer, don't studder from the [C] diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter you'll be[G] carrying those bruises to[D] remind you wherever [G]you go You can [C]gaze out the window get mad and get madder throw your [G]hands in the air and say what does it matter but it [D]don't do no good to get [C]angry so help me I [G]know[G7] for a [C]heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitter you [G]become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a [D]trap of your very [C]own chain of [G]sorrow [G]My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley like a [C]long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley on a [G]cold winters morning to the [D]church house just to shovel some [G]snow [G]I heard sirens on the train tracks howl naked , gettin nuder an [C]alter boy had been hit by a local comuter just from [G]walking with his back turned to a [D]train that was coming so [G]slow[G7] You can [C]gaze out the window get mad and get madder throw your [G]hands in the air and say what does it matter but it [D]don't do no good to get [C]angry so help me I [G]know[G7] for a [C]heart stained with anger grows weak and grows bitter you [G]become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a [D]trap of your very [C]own chain of [G]sorrow
