Cherry Wine (live Version) taby ukulele według Hozier

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


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


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


  C                                          Am
Calls of guilty thrown at me all while she stains
      F             C
The sheets of some other
  C                                        Am
Thrown at me so powerfully just like she throws
          F         C
With the arm of her brother


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


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


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


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


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