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28.05.2009    Bon Jovi - Bitter Wine (Íå â³äîìî)
		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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