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Bitter Wine
(J. B. Jovi & R. Sambora)

Here's my version of Bon Jovis 'Bitter Wine'
from the Europe and (I think so) Japan version
of the CD 'These days'.
Enjoy it.

Intro:        
C  |  dm  |  F  |  C  } 2x

G                 F             C                            am 
Verse 1:    We met some time ago, when we were almost young
 bm              am                           F                         G 
It never crossed my mind to ask, where did you come from?
G                 F             C                            am 
I didn't have much money, so I stole you a rose
  bm                       am                F                              G 
You were dressed like an orphan, in Salvation Army clothes

D                   C                G                   C 
PreChorus 1:    I never thought I'd lose ya, no - I'd rather go blind
D                   C                G                   C 
I thought I saw the future, but the fortune teller lied

C                       dm               F                       C 
Chorus 1:    Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high
C                           dm        F                  C 
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine

Verse 2:    I know I wasn't funny, but you laughed at all my jokes
When I was choking on the words to say, you shoved your finger down my throat
The first night I said I loved you, you told me to go to hell
You were giving me head, on that creeky, old bed at the Ol'Duvol Motel

PreChorus2:    
Just like everything ,even good love has to die
Ain't no sympathy when it sayes goodbye

Chorus1

Solo:        
am  |  C  |  am  |  C  |  am  |  F  |  F  |  C 

PreChorus2

Link
am                   C                                   dm            F     C 
No one even cried, we're one of a kind, one of a kind

Chorus2:    
Lov let me stranded at the station and the last train's gone by
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine

Chorus3:    
Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high
You take the "bag"(?) of holy water, now all that's left is bitter wine

End:        
C  F  C             

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