Bruised Orange (Chain of Sorrow)

My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley, Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley, On a cold winter's morning to a church house, Just to shovel some snow.,, I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder, , An a

My heart's in the ice house come hill or come valley, Like a long ago sunday when I walked through the alley, On a cold winter's morning to a church house, Just to shovel some snow.,, I heard sirens on the train track howl naked gettin' nuder, , An a