The original song calls for capo on 6
[Intro] 
    


[Verse]
             
Her eyes and w

         
ords are so ic

y
           
Oh but she bur

ns
           
Like rum on th

       
e fire
             
Hot and fast a

       
nd angry
As she can be
         
I walk my days

          
 on a wire.
         
It looks ugly,

           
 but it's clea

 
n,
           
Oh momma, don'

  
t fuss over me

.


[Chorus]
             
The way she te

           
lls me I'm her

s and she is m

ine
             
Open hand or c

       
losed fist wou

ld be fine
           
The blood is r

            
are and sweet 

              
as cherry wine

  
.


[Verse]
             
Calls of guilt

  
y thrown at me
              
All while she 

    
stains
           
The sheets of 

          
some other
             
Thrown at me s

  
o powerfully
              
Just like she 

            
throws with th

           
e arm of her b

       
rother.
          
But I want it,

          
    it's a cri

  
me
           
That she's not

        
 around most o

f the time.


[Chorus]
             
The way she sh

           
ows me I'm her

s and she is m

ine
             
Open hand or c

      
losed fist wou

ld be fine
           
The blood is r

            
are and sweet 

              
as cherry wine

 
.


[Instrumental bridge]
    


[Verse]
             
Her fight and 

        
fury is fiery
            
Oh but she lov

es
           
Like sleep to 

           
the freezing
             
Sweet and righ

      
t and merciful
            
I'm all but wa

shed
           
In the tide of

             
 her breathing

.
           
And it's worth

         
 it,     it's 

      
divine
           
And I can have

      
 this some of 

the time.


[Chorus]
             
The way she sh

           
ows me I'm her

s and she is m

ine
             
Open hand or c

      
losed fist wou

ld be fine
           
The blood is r

            
are and sweet 

              
as cherry wine

  
.