Cherry Wine akkorde

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Her eyes and words are so icy
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Oh, but she burns
     F        C
Like rum on a fire
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Hot and fast and angry
   C
As she can be
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I walk my days on a wire

F          Am   F         Am
  It looks ugly, but it's clean,
F    Am           Dm7        C
  Oh momma, don't fuss over me

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The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
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Open hand or closed fist would be fine
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The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine

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Calls of guilty thrown at me
C             Am
All while she stains
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The sheets of some other
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Thrown at me so powerfully
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Just like she throws with the arm of her brother

F       Am      F       Am
  But I want it, it's a crime
F            Am         Dm7         C
  That she's not around most of the time

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The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
     C              Am            C
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
F                 Dm7                  C
Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine

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Her fight and fury is fiery
C           Am
Oh, but she loves
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Like sleep to the freezing
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Sweet and right and merciful
C           Am
I'm all but washed
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In the tide of her breathing

F          Am       F       Am
  And it's worth it, it's divine
F     Am          Dm7         C
  And I have this some of the time

            C            Am              C
The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
     C              Am            C
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
    F                 Dm7                   C
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine