Hozier

Cherry Wine

    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

  Dm                        Em
  It looks ugly, but it's clean
      Dm           Em        G
  Oh momma, don't fuss over me

                 C            Am7             C
    The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
    C                    Am7           C
    Open hand or closed fist would be fine
          F       Am        Em       Am    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

   Dm                     Em
  But I want it, it's a crime
    Dm                   Em          G
  That she's not around most of the time

                 C            Am7             C
    The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine
    C                    Am7           C
    Open hand or closed fist would be fine
          F       Am        Em       Am    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

            Dm               Em
  And it's worth it, it's divine
  Dm           Em          G
  I have this some of the time

                  C           Am7             C
    The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine
    C                    Am7           C
    Open hand or closed fist would be fine
          F       Am        Em             Am
    But blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine