Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) by John Prine
Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) by John Prine

Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)

John Prine * Track #5 On Bruised Orange

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Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) by John Prine

Release Date
Sun Jan 01 1978
Performed by
John Prine
Produced by
Steve Goodman
Writed by
John Prine
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The title track off Prine’s fifth studio album, released in 1978.

Lyrically, this song is classic Prine, whose “stuff” Bob Dylan once said: it’s “pure Proustian existentialism. Midwestern mindtrips to the nth degree. And he writes beautiful songs.”

“The first verse,” of Bruised Orange, according t...

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Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) Lyrics

My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through 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' neutered
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

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'll 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!"

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

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'll become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own
Chain of sorrow

My heart's in the ice house, come hill or come valley
Like a long ago Sunday when I walked through 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' neutered
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

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'll become your own prisoner as you watch yourself sit there
Wrapped up in a trap of your very own
Chain of sorrow

Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) Q&A

Who wrote Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)'s ?

Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) was written by John Prine.

Who produced Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)'s ?

Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) was produced by Steve Goodman.

When did John Prine release Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)?

John Prine released Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow) on Sun Jan 01 1978.

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