Sweet Wine of Sorrow
written by Wade/Dixon/Moore/Moore
10/16/05
I think it's played in a different tuning, but these chords work fine.
INTRO: G
I's [G]standin' in the mornin' outside that Norfolk Southern [D]Yard
Rollin' dice like a train, the wind was blowin' [G]hard
I'm down 20 to the devil, hell I hope he'll take a [D]check
I'll kiss his ass 'til I get level, then I'll break his [G]neck
I have [C]drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't no t[G]omorrow
I was [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for the sweet wine of [G]sorrow
[G]Ah there's things a man can do to himself where his own parents don't re[D]cognize his face
And there's things he does to everybody else that even true love can't [G]erase
And you wind up scattered all in pieces and you spend your life [D]tryin' to understand
When you figure it out you realize it's your selfishness between you and the promised [G]land
CHORUS:
I have [C]drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't no t[G]omorrow
I been [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for that sweet wine of [G]sorrow
[C]Hallelujah I'd trade anything I can beg steal or [G]borrow
I was [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for that sweet wine of [G]sorrow
BREAK: C Csus2 G D Dsus2 G
Now I'm [G]shattered on the sidewalk like them dishes that they b[D]rought
When you were swollen with my baby and your daddy bought that shotgun when we got c[G]aught
And now there ain't much that matters and to tell the truth I [D]still don't understand
So I think I'll go down to Madame Moreass and just pretend you ever gave a [G]damn
CHORUS
Baby I's [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for that sweet wine of [C]sorrow [G]
written by Wade/Dixon/Moore/Moore
10/16/05
I think it's played in a different tuning, but these chords work fine.
INTRO: G
I's [G]standin' in the mornin' outside that Norfolk Southern [D]Yard
Rollin' dice like a train, the wind was blowin' [G]hard
I'm down 20 to the devil, hell I hope he'll take a [D]check
I'll kiss his ass 'til I get level, then I'll break his [G]neck
I have [C]drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't no t[G]omorrow
I was [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for the sweet wine of [G]sorrow
[G]Ah there's things a man can do to himself where his own parents don't re[D]cognize his face
And there's things he does to everybody else that even true love can't [G]erase
And you wind up scattered all in pieces and you spend your life [D]tryin' to understand
When you figure it out you realize it's your selfishness between you and the promised [G]land
CHORUS:
I have [C]drank from the cup of your soul like there ain't no t[G]omorrow
I been [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for that sweet wine of [G]sorrow
[C]Hallelujah I'd trade anything I can beg steal or [G]borrow
I was [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for that sweet wine of [G]sorrow
BREAK: C Csus2 G D Dsus2 G
Now I'm [G]shattered on the sidewalk like them dishes that they b[D]rought
When you were swollen with my baby and your daddy bought that shotgun when we got c[G]aught
And now there ain't much that matters and to tell the truth I [D]still don't understand
So I think I'll go down to Madame Moreass and just pretend you ever gave a [G]damn
CHORUS
Baby I's [D]cursed from the first with a thirst for that sweet wine of [C]sorrow [G]
