Cherry Wine Chords by Jasmine Thompson

[Start]

[Intro]

[Verse]
C                              
■ Her eyes and words are so icy
           Am   
Oh but she burns
F               C   
Like rum on the fire
C                     
Hot and fast and angry
C            
As she can be
Am     F            C   
I walk my days on a wire
F               Am7                F
■ It looks ugly ■   but it's clean ■
               Am7  G       C
Oh mamma don't fuss over me ■
                  Am                     C   
The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
             Am                       
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
F                                     C   
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
C                           
Calls of guilty thrown at me
          C         
All while she stains
    F              C    
The sheets of some other
                C         
Thrown at me so powerfully
                     F                          
Just like she throws with the arm of her brother
           F              
But I want it it's a crime
               Am                     
That she's not around most of the time


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


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


[Chorus]
Am7                       
And the one it it's divine
F                   Am  G   
I have this some of the time
C                          Am       C          
■ The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
                    Am            C   
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
          F                               
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine


[Outro]
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