Bon Iver – Bruised Orange chords

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---------------|

AM y heart's in the ice house Come hill or come valley
DLike a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
A                                 EOn a cold winter's morning to a church house
                         AJust to shovel some snow

AI heard sirens on the train track Howl naked gettin' nuder
DAn alter boy's been hit by a local commuter
A                                               EJust from walking with his back turned to the train
                       AThat was coming so slow 

Chorus:
DYou can gaze out the window Get mad and get madder
AThrow you hands in the air Say "What does it matter?"
       EBut it don't do no good to get angry
                ASo help me I know 
DFor a heart stained in anger Grows weak and grows bitter
AYou become your own prisoner
                                          EAs you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap
                                AOf your very own chain of sorrow.

Verse:
AI been brought down to zero Pulled out and put back there
DI sat on the park bench kissed the girl with the black hair
A                                 EAnd my head shouted down to my heart
                           AYou better look out be low.

AH ey, it ain't such a long drop Don't stammer. Don't stutter
DFrom the diamonds in the sidewalk to the dirt in the gutter
A                        EAnd you carry those bruises to remind you
               AWherever you go. 

Chorus:
DYou can gaze out the window Get mad and get madder
AThrow you hands in the air Say "What does it matter?"
       EBut it don't do no good to get angry
                ASo help me I know 
DFor a heart stained in anger Grows weak and grows bitter
AYou be come your own prisoner
                                          EAs you watch yourself sit there wrapped up in a trap
                                AOf your very own chain of sorrow.

Instrumental:

A, D, A, E x4


AM y heart's in the ice house Come hill or come valley
DLike a long ago Sunday when I walked through the alley
A                                 EOn a cold winter's morning to a church house
                       AJust to shovel some snow