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Do kanns zaubre

| D     | Gmaj7 | Em9   | A7    || D     | Gmaj7 | Em9   | A7    |            
| D^    | A/C#  | C9    | C9    || G/B   | G/B   | A7sus4| A7    |           

D                     Gmaj7              Em9            A7
      E wieß Blatt Papier, ne Bleisteff, ..Jedanke bei dir setz ich
D                     Gmaj7         Em9                    A7
      ahm Finster un hüür, wat sich ..avvspillt vüür der Düür, bess ich
      D^                A/C#            C9                C9
      avvrötsch en die Zick, en der et dich für mich nit joov
                    G/B             G/B           A7sus4            A7
      un mir ming Levve vüürm Daach X op einmohl vüürkütt wie en Stroof.

Cmaj7           Cmaj7             D             D     Cmaj7    Cmaj7         D      D
      Do kanns zaubere, wie ding Mamm, die Kate läät, ..irjendsujet muss et sinn
Am         Am             Em9              Em9
      jede And‘re hätt jesaat: ‘Et ess zo spät,
                  C               C
      dä Typ ess fäädisch, nä dä Typ
                  A7                A7
      dä krisste wirklich nit mieh hin.‘


      Mem Rögge zur Wand, spaßend ..un jede Naach voll woor ich,
      ming bessje Verstand hassend, ..total vun der Roll woor ich.
      T'schlemmste woor, als mir, wie do mich endlich registriert,
      entsetzlich klarwood, dat et jetz oder nie ..met uns zwei passiert.

      Mensch,woor ich nervös, als ich ..dir alles jesaat - hektisch
      un trotzdämm erlös, weil do mich ..nit treck ussjelaach un dich
      für mich intressiert häss, für all dä Stuss, dä uss mir kohm
      für all dä Laber, dä ich jebraat hann, weil die Changs zo plötzlich kohm.

Chorus 2

      E wieß Blatt Papier, ne Bleisteff, ..Jedanke bei dir setz ich
      ahm Finster un hüür en mich, ..krij‘ kaum jet notiert, weil ich
      immer noch nit raffe, dat mir uns tatsächlich hann
      un mir deshalb halt wießmaache, dat do wirklich zaubre kanns.

 
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Altes Fieber

e --- e
 [e]Wo sind diese Tage  [C]An denen wir glaubten / [G]Wir hätten nichts zu ver[D]lier'n[B]
Wir machen alte [e]Kisten auf / [C]Hol‘n unsere Geschichten raus
Ein [G]großer, staubiger Haufen Altpapier[D][B]

Wir [C]hör'n Musik von [e]früher / Schau‘n uns ver[G]blasste Fotos [D]an
Er[a]innern uns, was [e]mal gewesen war [D][B]

Und immer wie[e]der / Sind es dieselben Lie[C]der,
Die sich [G]anfühlen / Als würde die Zeit still[D]stehen[B]  [e]

[e]Ich geh' auf meine Straße [C] Lauf' zu unserem Laden
Seh' euch [G]alle da sitzen, weiß, dass ich richtig bin [D][B]
                      
In welchen [C]Höhen und welchen [e]Tiefen / [G]Wir gemeinsam [D]waren
Drei [a]Kreuze, dass wir [e]immer noch hier [D]sind [B]

Und immer wie[e]der / Sind es dieselben Lie[C]der,
Die sich [G]anfühlen / Als würde die Zeit still[D]stehen[B]
Denn es geht nie vor[e]über Dieses alte [C]Fieber,
Das immer [a]dann hochkommt Wenn wir zusammen sind  [D - B]

[a]Wir stoßen an [C]Mit jedem Glas / Auf alle,[e] die draufgegangen [D]sind [B]

Chorus: con sordino                      
Und immer wie[e]der …
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Tage wie diese

A D
Ich wart seit[A]Wochen, auf diesen Tag, und tanz vor[D]Freude, über den Asphalt
Als wär's ein[F#m]Rythmus, als gäb's ein Lied, das mich immer[D]weiter, durch die Straßen zieht
Komm dir ent[G]gegen, dich abzu[D]holen, wie ausge[A]macht
Zu der selben[G]Uhrzeit, am selben[D]Treffpunkt, wie letztes[A]Mal.

Durch das Gedränge, der Menschenmenge bahnen wir uns den altbekannten Weg
Entlang der Gassen, zu den Rheinterrassen über die Brücken, bis hin zu der Musik
Wo alles laut ist, wo alle drauf sind, um durchzudreh'n
Wo die Anderen warten, um mit uns zu starten, und abzugeh'n.

An Tagen wie[A]diesen, wünscht man sich Un[D]endlichkeit
An Tagen wie[Bm]diesen, haben wir noch[D]ewig Zeit.[E] Wünsch ich mir Un[A]endlichkeit

Das hier ist ewig, ewig für heute, wir steh'n nicht still, für eine ganze Nacht
Komm ich trag dich, durch die Leute, hab keine Angst, ich gebe auf dich Acht
Wir lassen uns treiben, tauchen unter, schwimmen mit dem Strom
Dreh'n unsere Kreise, kommen nicht mehr runter, sind schwerelos

An Tagen wie[A]diesen, wünscht man sich Un[D]endlichkeit
An Tagen wie[Bm]diesen, haben wir noch[D]ewig Zeit.
In dieser Nacht der[G]Nächte, die uns so viel ver[A]spricht
Erleben wir das[G]Beste,[D]kein Ende ist in[A]Sicht

kein Ende in[D]Sicht...  kein Ende in[F#m]Sicht...
kein Ende in[D]Sicht... E !  [fade-->Base pond]     (repeat) … Fade out

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Es führt über den Main

[a]Es führt über [G]den [C]Main, eine [a]Brücke [G]von [C]Stein, wer da[F]rüber will [G]geh'n, muss im [C]Tanze sich [a]dreh'n.
Fa-la-la-la-[E]la, fa-la-la-la-[a]la

Kommt ein Fuhrmann daher, hat geladen gar schwer, seiner Rösser sind drei, und sie tanzen vorbei.

Kommt ein Mädchen allein, auf die Brücke von Stein, fasst ihr Röckchen geschwind, und sie tanzt wie der Wind.

Kommt ein Bursch ohne Schuh, und in Lumpen dazu, als die Brücke er sah, hei wie tanzte er da.

Und der König in Person, steigt herab von seinem Thron, kaum betritt er das Brett, tanzt er gleich Menuett.

Böse Leute komm'n herbei, schlag'n die Brücke entzwei! Und sie schwangen das Beil, und sie tanzten derweil.

Alle Leute im Land kommen eilig gerannt. Bleibt der Brücke doch fern, denn wir tanzen so gern.

Es führt über den Main, eine Brücke von Stein, und wir fassen die Händ und wir tanzen ohn´ End´.
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Danny Boy


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Fields of Gold

Am7   x022213  Asus2 x02200  G       D       G/B      A        G/D  
>> c

You remem[Asus2]ber me when the [F]west wind moves - Upon the fields of [C]barley
You'll for[Asus2]get the sun in his [F]jealous sky - As we [F/A]walk in [G] fields of gold [Am7 – F- C]

So she took her love for to gaze awhile - Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down - Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love? - Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky - As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so - Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth - Among the fields of gold

[F]I never made [C]promises lightly - And there have been some that I've broken

But I swear in the days still left - We'll [F/A]walk in [G]fields of [C]gold

We'll walk in fields of gold

(Bridge) Am7  F  F  C   ---   Am7  F  C  F  G  C F C

Many years have passed since those summer days - Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down - Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves - Upon the fields of barley

You can tell the sun in his jealous sky - When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold (fade) ...

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Green fields of France

E                            A           f#           B                      E
Well, how do you do, Private William McBride. Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside?
                           A           f#              B                  E    B        E
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun. I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.
E                                      f#               B                            E   B
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19 when you joined the glorious fallen in 1916.
          E                        f#                      B                     E     B       E
Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?

cho:        B                                      E             B                                       E
Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play t pps lowly? Did the rifles fir o'er you as they lowered you down?
        A                            B              E              A              B    E
Did the band play The Last Post and chorus? Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest?

And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind? In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined?
And, though you died back in 1916, to that loyal heart are you always 19?
Or are you a stranger without even a name, forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained, and fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

The sun's shining down on these green fields of France, the warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance.
The trenches have vanished long under the plow, no gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land the countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man. And a whole generation who were butchered and damned.

And I can't help but wonder, no Willie McBride, do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really b’lieve them when they told you The Cause? Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame the killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
For Willie McBride, it all happened again, and again, and again, and again, and again.
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In the Ghetto

A
As the snow flies. On a [C#m] cold and gray chicago mornin
A [D] poor little baby [E]child is born In the [A] ghetto.

[A]And his mama cries - cause if [C#m]there’s one thing that she don’t need
It’s [D] another hungry [E]mouth to feed. In the [A]ghetto.

People, don’t you [E] understand. The child needs a [D]helping [A]hand.
Or [D]hell grow to be an [E]angry young man some [A]day. Take a look at [E]you and me,
Are we too [D]blind to [A]see,
[D]Do we simply [C#m] turn our heads and [D]look the other [E]way.

Well the [A]world turns. And a [C#m]hungry little boy with a runny nose
[D]Plays in the street as the [E]cold wind blows. In the [A]ghetto.

And his [A]hunger burns

So he [C#m]starts to roam the streets at night
And he [D]learns how to steal, and he [E]learns how to fight
In the [A]ghetto

[E]Then one night in desperation a [D]young man breaks [A]away
He [D]buys a gun, [C#m] steals a car,[D]Tries to run, but he [E]don’t get far[E6-5]
A[A]And his mama cries

[C#m]And as a crowd gathers round an angry young man
[D]Face down on the street with a [E]gun in his hand. In the [A]ghetto

[A]And as her young man dies. On a [C#m]cold and gray chicago mornin,
[D]Another little baby [E]child is born. In the [A]ghetto.
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Fonseca


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Freesenhof


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Spelmannen


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Ja

[G]Ich bin verlor'n in [D7]deiner [G]Mitte
Machst mich zum Kämpfer [D7]ohne Vi[G]sier
Alles gedreht, [D7]Sinne wie be[G]nebelt [e]
Ich bin so heillos [D]betrunken von [G]dir.

Du wärmst mich auf mit deinem Wesen / Und lässt nicht einen Zentimeter unverschont
Du flutest alle meine Decks mit Hoffnung / auf ein echtes Leben vor dem Tod

Und Ja ich [e]atme dich [C] / Ja ich [e]brenn' für [C]dich
Und Ja ich [e]leb' für dich [D]...jeden [G]Tag
Und Ja du [e]spiegelst mich
Und Ja ich [G]schwör' auf dich und jede meiner [e]Fasern [D]sagt [G]Ja

Es ist noch immer so schwer zu glauben / Wie du die meisten meiner Fehler übersiehst
Du erdest jeden meiner Gedanken / verleihst Flügel, wenn Zweifel überwiegt

Chorus:  //  Bridge:

Ja zu [e]jedem Tag mit dir / Ja zu jedem deiner Fehler
Asche und [G]Gold, ich trag' alles mit [D]dir
Denn ich [e]bin und bleib verlor'n in deiner [C]Mitte
In deiner [G]Mitte, bis der Vorhang [D]fällt
Chorus:

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Trashers

Thrashers
They were[C] hiding behind hay bales,they were[F] planting in the[C] full moon
They had[C] given[C/B] all they[Am7] had for[Am7/G]something[F] new [G]
But the[C] light of day was on them, they could[F] see the thrashers[C] coming
And the[C] water[C/B] shone like[Am7] diamonds[Am7/G] in the[F] dew. [G]
    [F]And I was just[G] getting up - Hit the[C] road before it's[F] light
    [F]Trying to catch an[G] hour on the[C] sun - When I[F] saw those thrashers[G] rolling by,
    Looking[C] more than[C/B] two lanes[Am7] wide - I was[Dm7] feelin'like my day had just be[G]gun.
Where the[C] eagle glides descending, there's an[F] ancient river[C] bending
Down the[C] timeless[C/B] gorge of[Am7] changes [Am7/G] where[F] sleeplessness[G] awaits
I[C] searched out my companions, who were[F] lost in crystal[C] canyons
When the[C] aimless[C/B] blade of[Am7] science [Am7/G]Slashed the[F] pearly[G] gates.
    [F]It was then I knew I'd[G] had enough - Burned my[C] credit card for[F] fuel
    [F]Headed out to where the[G] pavem turns to[C] sand - With a[F] one-way ticket to the[G] land of truth
    And my[C] suitc[C/B] in my[Am7] hand  [Am7/G] - How I[Dm7] lost my friends I still don't under[G]stand.
[C]They had the best selection, they were[F] poisoned with pro[C]tection
There was[C] nothing [C/B]that they[Am7] needed, [Am7/G] [F]Nothing left to[G] find
They were[C] lost in rock formations or be[F]came park bench mu[C]tations
On the[C] sidewalks and[C/B] in the[Am7] stations  [Am7/G] they were[F] waiting,[G] waiting.
    [F]So I got bored and[G] left them there - They were[C] just deadweight to[F] me
    [F]Better down the[G] road without that[C] load - [F]Brings back the time when I[G] was eight or nine
    I was[C] watchin' my[C/B] mama's[Am7] TV,[Am7/G] - It was that[Dm7] great Gd Canyon rescue epi[G]sode.
Where the[C] vulture glides descending on an[F] asphalt highway[C] bending
Thru lib[C]raries[C/B] and mu[Am7]seums, [Am7/G] [F]Galaxies and[G] stars
Down the[C] windy halls of friendship to the[F] rose clipped by the[C] ballwhip
The[C] motel of[C/B] lost com[Am7]panions[Am7/G] waits with[F] heated pool and[G] bar.
    [F]But me I'm not[G] stopping there - Got my[C] own row left to[F] hoe
    [F]Just ath[G] line in the field of[C] time - [F]When the thrashers comes, I'll be[G] stuck in the sun
    Like the[C] dinosaurs[C/B] in[Am7] shrines [Am7/G] - But I'll[Dm7] know the time has come
    To give what's[G] mine.

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The Boxer

G[9]  G[9]   G    G
[G]I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom [e]told
I have [D]squandered my resistance for a [C]pocketful of mumbles, such are [G]promises
All lies and [e]jest, still a [D]man hears what he [C]wants to hear and disregards the [G]rest
Mm-mm [D]mmmm mm-mm mmmmmm, [C] mmm mm mm [G]mmmmm

When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy
In the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway station, runnin' scared
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, where the ragged people go
Looking for the places only they would know  ---  Lie la lie…

Asking only workman's wages, I come lookin' for a job
But I get no offers,   just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there
La la, la la la la la --- Lie la lie …

Now the years are rolling by me, they are rocking easily
I am older than I once was, younger than I'll be, but that's not unusual
No, it isn't strange, after changes upon changes we are more or less the same
After changes we are more or less the same.

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, going home
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home             [short guitar solo]

 In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him 'til he cried out
In his anger and his shame, "I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains"
Mm-mm mmmmm  ---  Lie la lie …

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Mrs Robinson


[Intro]

E7    A    D    G    C    Am    E7    D
De de de de de de de de de de de de de





D             G        Em
And here's to you Mrs. Robinson
G               Em                  C     Am      D
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
D             G           Em
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
G              Em                  C     Am
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

E7
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
A
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
D               G               C           Am
Look around you all you see are sympathetic eyes
E7                          D
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

D             G        Em
And here's to you Mrs. Robinson
G               Em                  C     Am      D
Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo
D             G           Em
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
G              Em                  C     Am
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
E7
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
A
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
D             G               C           Am
It's a little secret just the Robinsons' afair
E7                        D
Most of all you've got to hide it from the kids

D             G        Em
Koo-koo-ka-choo Mrs. Robinson
G               Em                  C     Am      D
Jesus loves you more thnan you will know, wo wo wo
D             G           Em
God bless you please Mrs. Robinson
G              Em                  C     Am
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey
               
E7
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
A
Going to the candidates debate
D              G              C                  Am
Laugh about it shout about it when you've got to choose
E7                         D
Any way you look at it you lose

D              G          Em
Where have you gone Joe DiMaggio
G                  Em             C    Am         D
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, woo woo woo
D               G        Em
What's that you say Mrs. Robinson
G               Em            C     Am                   E7
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey, hey hey hey
 
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Kathys Song


G          C              G
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Am     Em  C     D7  
Like a memory it falls
G        Bm   G      C
Soft and warm continuing
Am      Em    D        G    C G
Tapping on my roof and walls
 
G            C             G
And from the shelter of my mind
Am          Em     C     D7
Through the window of my eyes
G         Bm      G             C
I gaze beyond the rain drenched streets                
Am         Em       D     G   C G
To England where my heart lies 
 
G            C              G
My mind's distracted and diffused
Am  Em               C      D7
My thoughts are many miles away
G             Bm       G       C
They lie with you when you're asleep
Am           Em       D          G  C G 
And kiss you when you start your day 
 

G                C                 G
And a song I was writing is left undone
Am           Em    C         D7
I don't know why I spent the time
G       Bm     G       C  
Writing song I can't believe
Am              Em       D         G    C G
With words that tear and strain to rhyme 
 
G          C                  G
And so you see I have come to doubt
Am       Em     C       D7
All that I once held as true
G        Bm       G     C
I stand alone without beliefs
Am       Em      D       G  C G 
The only truth I know is you
 
G        C                  G
And as I watch the drops of rain
Am          Em    C         D7 
weave their weary paths and die
G           Bm   G        C
I know that I am like the rain
Am                Em       D      G  C G
There but for the grace of you go I 
 
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Als Ich Fortging

[e]Als ich fortging war die Strasse [a]steil – [C]kehr wieder [e]um. Nimm an ihrem Kummer [D]teil, mach sie [e]heil.
Als ich fortging war der Asphalt [a]heiss – [C]kehr wieder [e]um. Red Ihr aus um jeden [D]Preis, was sie [e]weiss.


    [C]Nichts ist un[G]endlich, so [a]sieh das doch [e]ein
    Ich weiss, du willst unendlich [D]sein - schwach und [e]klein
    [C]Feuer brennt [G]nieder, wenn's [a]keiner mehr [e]nährt
    Kenn ja selber, was dir [D]heut wider[e]fährt.


[e]Als ich fortging war'n die Arme [a]leer – [c]kehr wieder [e]um. mach's ihr leichter einmal [D]mehr, nicht so [e]schwer.
Als ich fortging kam ein Wind so [a]schwach – [C]warf mich nicht [e]um, unter ihrem Tränen[D]dach war ich [e]schwach.


    [C]Nichts ist un[G]endlich, so [a]sieh das doch [e]ein
    Ich weiss, du willst unendlich [D]sein - schwach und [e]klein
    [C]Nichts ist von [G]Dauer, was [a]keiner recht [e]will,
    Auch die Trauer wird da [D]sein, schwach und [e]klein


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I'm Your's

Well you [C] done done me and you bet I felt it
I [G]tried to be chill but your so hot that I melted
I [a]fell right through the cracks. And [F]I'm tryin' to get back
[C]Before the cool done run out I'll be givin it my bestest
[G]And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention
[a]I reckon it's again my turn, [F]to win some or learn some

[C]But I won't hesi[G]tate no more, no [a]more. It cannot [F]wait, I'm yours

[C]Well open up your mind and see like [G]me. Open up your plans and damn your [a]free
Look into your heart and you'll find [F]love love love love
[C]Listen to the music people dance and [G]sing. We're just one big fami[a]ly
It's your godforsaken right to be [F]loved loved loved loved Loved
[C]So I won't hesi[G]tate no more, [a]no more. It cannot [F]wait, I'm yours
[C]There's no need to complicate [G]our time is short
[a]This is our fate, [F]I'm yours

(Fingerpick C, G, Am, F)
D-d-d-do you, d-d-d-do you,  d-do you But do you want to come on

[C]Scooch on over closer dear, [G]And I will nibble your ear. [a]Oh, dontcha [F]wanna

(Fingerpick C, G, Am, F)
mmmmnnnnhmmmm....yea

[C]I've been spending way too long checkin my tongue in the mirror
[G]And bending over backwards just to try and see it clearer
[a]But my breath fogged up the class
[F]So I drew a new face and I laughed
[C]I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason
[G]To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons
[a]It's what we aim to do
[F]Our name is our virtue

[C]But I won't hesi[G]tate no more, [a]no more
It cannot [F]wait, I'm yours
[C]Open up your mind and see like [G]me
Open up your plans and damn your [a]free
Look into your heart and you'll [F]find the Sky is yours
[C]So please don't please [G]don't please [a]don't
There's no [F]need to complicate
[C]Cause our time is short
[G]This is this is this is our [a]fate
[F]I'm yours.
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Bergisches Heimatlied

[C]Wo die Wälder [F]noch rau[C]schen, die Nachtigall singt, die Berge hoch [a]ragen, der [D]Amboss er[G]klingt.
Wo die [C]Quelle [F]noch rin[C]net aus moosigem Stein, die Bächlein noch [a]murmeln im [D]blumigen [G]Hain.
Wo im Schatten der [C]Ei[G]che die [F]Wie[C]ge mir [G]sta[G#]nd, |:[C]da ist meine Hei[F]mat, mein [G]Bergisches [C]Land.:|

Wo die Wupper wild woget auf steinigem Weg, an Klippen und Klüften sich windet der Steg.
Wo der rauchende Schlot und der Räder Gebraus, die flammende Esse, der Hämmer Gesaus
Verkünden und rühmen die fleißige Hand: |:Da ist meine Heimat, mein Bergisches Land.:|

Wo die Schwerter man schmiedet dem Lande zur Wehr, wo’s singet und klinget dem Höchsten zur Ehr,
wo das Echo der Lieder am Felsen sich bricht, der Finke laut schmettert im sonnigen Licht,
wo der Handschlag noch gilt als das heiligste Pfand, |:da ist meine Heimat, mein Bergisches Land.:|

Wo so wunderbar wonnig der Morgen erwacht, im blühenden Tale das Dörfchen mir lacht,
Wo die Mägdlein so wahr und so treu und so gut, ihr Auge so sonnig, so feurig ihr Blut.
Wo noch Liebe und Treue die Herzen verband: |:Da ist meine Heimat, mein Bergisches Land.:|

Keine Rebe wohl ranket am felsigen Hang, kein mächtiger Strom fließt die Täler entlang.
Doch die Wälder sie rauschen so heimlich und traut, ob grünenden Bergen der Himmel sich blaut,
drum bin ich auch weit an dem fernesten Strand: |:Schlägt mein Herz der Heimat, dem Bergischen Land.:|

Wo den Hammer man schwinget, mit trotziger Kraft, da schwingt man die Schwerter auch heldenhaft,
wenn das Vaterland ruft, wenn das Kriegswetter braust, hebt kühn sich zum Streite die bergische Faust,
dem Freunde zum Schutze, dem Feinde zur Schand, |:mit Gott für den Kaiser, fürs Bergische Land!:|
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Bergisches Heimatlied II

[G]Wo die Wälder noch rauschen, die [C]Nachtigall [G]singt, die Berge hoch ragen, der [D]Amboss erklingt.
Wo die [G]Quelle noch rinnet aus [C]moosigem [GStein, die Bächlein noch murmeln im [D]blumigen [G]Hain.
Wo im [D]Schatten der Eiche die [C]Wiege mir [G]stand, da ist meine Heimat, mein [D]Bergisches [G]Land.

[G]Herzlich willkommen im [C]Bergischen [G]Land, egal wo du herkommst ich [D]reich dir die [D7]Hand.
[G]Herzlich willkommen in [C]meiner [G]Stadt, die ein großes Herz für alle [D]Menschen [G]hat.

Wo die Wupper wild woget auf steinigem Weg, an Klippen und Klüften sich windet der Steg.
Wo der rauchende Schlot und der Räder Gebraus, die flammende Esse, der Hämmer Gesaus
Verkünden und rühmen die fleißige Hand: |:Da ist meine Heimat, mein Bergisches Land.:|

Wo so wunderbar wonnig der Morgen erwacht, im blühenden Tale das Dörfchen mir lacht,
wo das Echo der Lieder am Felsen sich bricht, der Finke laut schmettert im sonnigen Licht,
wo der Handschlag noch gilt als das heiligste Pfand, |:da ist meine Heimat, mein Bergisches Land.:|

Keine Rebe wohl ranket am felsigen Hang, kein mächtiger Strom fließt die Täler entlang.
Doch die Wälder sie rauschen so heimlich und traut, ob grünenden Bergen der Himmel sich blaut,
darum bin ich auch weit an dem fernesten Strand: |:Schlägt mein Herz der Heimat, dem Bergischen Land.:|


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Verdamp lang her

e7      D      C    ---   e7         D          C

[e7]Verdamp lang [D]her, dat ich fast alles [C]aehnz nohm
[e7]Verdamp lang [D]her, dat ich ahn jet je[C]glaeuv
[e7]un dann dae [D]Schock, wie't anders op mich [C]zokohm
[e7]merkwuerdich, [D]wo su manche Haas lang[C]loof
[a] nit resig[D]niert, [a]nur reichlich [D]desillusio[b]niert,
[C] e bessje [D]jet hann ich ka[e]piert.

Wer alles, wenn dir't klapp, hinger dir herrennt,
ding Schulder klopp, wer dich nit al hofiert
sich ohne ruut ze wedde dinge Frond nennt,
un dich daachs drop janz einfach ignoriert
  Et ess lang her, dat ich vuur sujet ratlos stund
  un vuur Enttaeuschung echt nit mieh kunnt.  Em,D,C,D, Em,D,C,D

Ich weiss noch, wie ich nur dovun jedraeump hann
wovunn ich nit woss, wie jet sööke sollt,
vüür lauter Sookerei et Finge jlatt versaeump hann
un ovverhaup, wat ich wo finge wollt
  Ne Kopp voll Nix, nur die paar instinktive Tricks
  et duhrt lang, besste dich durchblicks.

Dat woor die Zick, wo ich noch nit ens Pech hat
noch nit ens dat, ich hatte nit ens satt
He woor John Steinbeck, do stund Joseph Conrad,
dozwesche ich - nur relativ Schachmatt
  't ess paar Johr her, doch die Erinnerung faellt nit schwer
  hück kütt mer vüür, als wenn et Jestern wöör.  Em,D,C,D

[G]Verdamp lang [D]her, verdamp lang[C], verdamp lang her,[D]
[G]Verdamp lang [D]her, verdamp lang[C], verdamp lang her.[D   eDCD]

Froochs mich, wann ich zoletz e Bild jemolht hann,
ob mir e Leed tatsaechlich jetz jenühsch,
ob ich jetz do benn, wo ich hinjewollt hann,
ob mir ming Faerv op die Tour nit verdruesch
  Ich glaeuv, ich weiss, ob de nu laut mohls oder leis
  't kutt nur drop ahn, dat do et deiss.

Verdamp lang her, verdamp lang, verdamp lang her…

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Weg da!

[b]
Schnell weg da, weg da, weg; mach' Platz, sonst gibt's noch Streit
wir sind spät dran und [e]haben keine [b]Zeit

schnell weg da, weg da, weg; es tut uns furchtbar leid,
wir schaffen's kaum, der [e]Weg ist ja noch [b]weit

wir [D]müssen rennen, springen, fliegen, tauchen, hinfalln und gleich wieder [b]aufstehn
wir [D]dürfen keine Zeit verliere, können hier nicht stehn, wir müssen [b]gehn

ein ander Mal sehr gern dann setzen wir uns hin
und reden über [e]Gott, Lotto und die [b]Welt

na denn, mach's gut, bis bald es hat jetzt keinen Sinn
wir müssen dringend [e]los, denn Zeit ist [b]Geld

wir [D]haben kein Minütchen, kein Sekündchen mehr, wir müssen uns [b]beeilen
komm' [D]leg' dazu noch einen Zahn es ist für uns die höchste [b]Eisenbahn.

Schnell weg da, weg da, weg ...

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Hallelujah

(G)Now I've heard there was a (e)secret chord, that (G)David played, and it (e)pleased the Lord.
But(C) you don‘t really (D)care for music, do (G)you? (D)
It (G)goes like this, the (C)fourth, the (D)fifth the (e)minor falls, the (C)major lifts, the (D)baffled king com(B7)posing: Halle(e)lujah

Halle(C)lujah, Halle(G)lujah, Halle(C)lujah, Halle(G)lu(D)(G)jah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof. You saw her bathing on the roof,
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, and she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Maybe I've been here before, I know this room, I've walked this floor.
I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch, love is not a victory march, it‘s a cold and its a broken Hallelujah

Well maybe there's a God above, but all I've ever learned from love
Is how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
And it's not a cry that you hear at night, it's not somebody who has seen the Light, it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

You say I took the Name in vain. I dont even know the Name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word. It doesn‘t matter which you heard, the holy or the broken Hallelujah

I did my best, but it wasn‘t much, I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didnt come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong, I'll stand before the Lord of song, with nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
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Spurven sidder stum bag kvist

(C)Spurven (G)sidder (C)stum bag (F)kvist; (G)såmænd, om ej det (C)fyger
(C)Kålgårds(G)pilen (C)piber (F)trist  for (G)nordenblæstens (C)byger
(C)Lul-lul! rokken går  (F)støt i moders (C)stue,
(F)og jo mere (C)vinden slår, des (d)mer får (G)arnen (C)lue.

Far har røgtet kvæget ind med halmen tættet karmen,
gnedet grisens blanke skind at den må holde varmen
Lul-lul! rokken går Far mod stuen stiler,
mor en bugt på tråden slår ser op på far og smiler.

Mor kan næppe se sit spind  og næppe tråden mage;
hej, da bæres lyset ind og stilles i sin stage.
Lul-lul! rokken går tenens rappe vinge
over fyrrebjælken sår en skok af skyggeringe.

Far ta´r ned så tung en bog med Gud han hvisker sammen,
famler lidt ved spændets krog og lukker med et : Amen!
Lul-lul! rokken går ensomheden synger,
mulmet tæt om taget står  og sneen går i dynger.
(C)/////// (G)///////(C)///////(G)/// (C)(G)(C)/

Her ved moders gamle rok hun lærte mig at stave.
synge om "den hvide flok" og "al hans nådegave"
Lul-lul! rokken står! Med dens nyn og sange
vemodsfuldt mod hjertet går, når kvældene bli´r lange.
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Come Again

[C]Come again! sweet [F]love doth [G7]now   in[C]vite
Thy [d]graces [C]that ref[G]rain. To [C]do me [D]due de[G]light,
To see[C], to hear[d], to touch[e], to kiss[F], to die[C],[d]
With thee a[G]gain in [d]sweetest [G]sympathy[C].

[C]Come again! that [F]I may [G7]cease to [C]mourn
Through [d]thy un-[C]kind dis[G]dain; For [C]now left [D]and for[G]lorn
I sit[C], I sigh[d], I weep[e], I faint[F], I die[C],[d]
In deadly [G]pain and [d]endless [G]misery[C].

[C]All the day the [F]sun that [G7]lends me [C]shine
By [d]frowns do [C]cause me [G]pine. And [C]feeds me [D]with de[G]lay;
Her smiles[C], my springs[d], that makes[e] my joys[F] to grow[C],[d]
Her [G]frowns the [d]Winters [G]of my woe[C].

[C]All the night my [F]sleeps are [G7]full of [C]dreams,
My [d]eyes are [C]full of [G]streams. My [C]heart takes [D]no de[G]light
To see[C] the fruits[d] and joys[e] that some[F] do find[C],[d]
And mark the[G] storms [d]are [G]me assign'd[C].

[C]Out alas, my [F]faith is [G7]ever [C]true,
Yet [d]will she [C]never [G]rue. Nor [C]yield me [D]any [G]grace;
Her eyes[C] of fire[d], her heart[e] of flint[F] is made[C],[d]
Whom tears nor [G]truth may [d]o - [G]nce invade[C].

[C]Gentle Love, draw [F]forth thy [G7]wounding [C]dart,
Thou [d]canst not [C]pierce her [G]heart; For I[C], that [D]do ap[G]prove
By sighs[C] and tears[d] more hot[e] than are[F] thy shafts[C],[d]
Did te-mpt[G] while [d]she for [G]triumph laughs.
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Cecilia

C                F          C
Cecilia, you're breaking my heart
          F         C         G
You're shaking my confidence daily
      F C        F         C
Oh Cecilia, I'm down on my knees
       F         C             G
I'm begging you please to come home
         C
Come on home

CHORUS

 C                   F   G          C
Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia
 F    G     C
Up in my bedroom
             F       G
I got up to wash my face
       C              F
When I come back to bed
           G         C
Someone's taken my place ...CHORUS


 C               F C F C G
Bo po bo bo ...

     F  C       F        C
Jubilation, she loves me again
   F          C             G
I fall on the floor and I laughing
      F  C        F        C
Jubilation, she loves me again
    F          C             G
I fall on the floor and I'm laughing
       F C  F C  F C G

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La Mer

[INTRO] C Am F A7 Dm G
1. La mer [C] [a] [F] [G7] Qu'on voit dans[C]er [a]
Le [F]long[G7] des golfes [C]clairs [E7] [a]
[G7]A des re[C]flets d'ar[a]gent La [F]mer [A7] [d]Des [G]reflets [E7] chan[a]geant
Sous la [D7]plui-[G]e...[G7]

2. La mer [C] [a] [F] [G7] Au ciel d'ét[C]é [a]
Con[F]fond [G7]ses blancs mou[C]tons [E7] [a]
[G7]Avec les [C]anges si [a]purs, La [F]mer [A7] [d] Ber[G]gère [E7]d'A-[a]zur
infi-[d7]ni-[G7]-[C]e.

Br. [B7]Voy[E]-ez [c#] [f#m] [B7]Près des é[E]tangs [c#] Ces [f#] grands [B7] roseaux mouil[E]lés [D7]
Voy-[G]ez [e] [a] [D7]Ces oiseaux [G]blancs [e] Et [a]ces [D7]maisons rouil[G]lées[G7] [e] [G7]

3. La mer [C] [a] [F] [G7] Les a ber[C]cés [a]
Le [F]long[G7] des golfes [C]clairs [E7] [a]
Et [G7]d'une chan[C]son d'a[a]mour, La [F]mer [A7] [d] A [G]bercé [E7]mon [a]coeur
pour la [D7]vi- -[G]e [G7]

4. (1.) -- 5. (2.) -- Br. -- 6. (3.) ...
...A [G]bercé [E7]mon [a]coeur pour la [D7]vi- -[G]e [C] [OUTRO] C Am F A7 Dm G C
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Loch Lomond


[Verse]

C             Am            F          G
By yon bonnie banks, and by yon bonnie braes
           C           Am           F  G
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lo-mond
      F          Am             F          G
There me and my true love were ever wont to gae
        C              F             G  C
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lo-mond.


[Chorus]

C                  Am             F             G
Oh, ye'll tak' the high road, and I'll tak' the low road
C              Am       F      G
And I'll be in Scotland before ye
    F         Am             F          G
But me and my true love will never meet again
C                     F             G  C
On the bonnie, bonnie banks o' Loch Lo-mond.
[Verse]

C                   Am         F         G
'Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen,
        C             Am         F  G
On the steep, steep side o' Ben Lomon',
       F         Am      F               G
Where in purple hue the Hieland hills we view,
         C          F           G  C
An' the moon comin' out in the gloamin'.


[Chorus]



[Verse]

C               Am            F             G
The wee birdies sing and the wild flow'rs spring,
        C           Am         F     G
And in sunshine the waters are sleepin';
     F           Am       F             G
But the broken heart it kens nae second spring,
           C         F                 G  C
Tho' the waefu' may cease frae their greetin'


[Chorus]
 
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Maybe


Intro: C,F,C,F,  C,F,C,F

C                   F    
Deep  inside  the  forest
             G           C
There's  a  door into  another land
F     Em                  Am
Here  is  our  life  and  home
          Dm     Am        Dm
We  are  staying   here  forever
          G                  C
In  the  beauty  of  this  place
       F  Dm               G      /F, G
All  alone  we  keep  on  hoping   

C                  F                    G
Maybe,  there's a world where we don't have to run and  
C                F                  G
Maybe there's a time we'll call our own
         F           G           F
Living free in harmony and majesty
        G                C  /F, C, F
Take me home,   take me home
 C                      F
Walking  through  the  land
               G                   C
Where  every  living  thing  is  beautiful
  F     Em                 Am
Why,   does  it  have  to  end
          Dm      Am       Dm
We  are  calling  all  so  sadly
           G                 C
On  the  whispers  of  the  wind
         F               Dm   /G, F, G
As  we  send  a  dying  message  

C                  F                    G
Maybe,  there's a world where we don't have to run and
C                F                  G
Maybe there's a time we'll call our own
         F           G           F
Living free in harmony and majesty
        G                C  /F, C, F
Take me home,   take me home

C                  F                    G
Maybe,  there's a world where we don't have to run and
C                F                  G
Maybe there's a time we'll call our own
         F           G           F
Living free in harmony and majesty
        G                C   F (Fade Out-C)
Take me home,   take me home
 
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Morning has broken


[Intro]

 D   G   A   F#  Bm   G7   C   F   C


              C  Dm  G              F    C
Morning has broken, like the first morning
(C)           Em  Am  D7sus    D     G
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
C              F        C              Am   D
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
G              C    F    G7             C       F    
Praise for the springing fresh from the world



G  E   Am   G   C  G7sus

                  C  Dm     G           F   C
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven
(C)             Em  Am  D7sus    D     G
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
C                 F      C           Am   D
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
G              C    F    G7           C     F
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass


[Interlude]

G   E   Am   F#   Bm   G   D   A7/D   D


            D   Em    A           G     D
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
            F#m Bm     E7       A
Born of the one light, eden saw play
D             G      D            Bm   E
Praise with elation, praise every morning
A          D G   A7         D
God's recreation of the new day



G  A  F#  Bm   G7   C   F   C

             C  Dm  G              F    C
Morning has broken, like the first morning
(C)           Em  Am  D7sus    D     G
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
C              F        C              Am   D
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
G              C    F    G7             C       F
Praise for the springing fresh from the world

[Outro]
 

G   E   Am   F#   Bm   G   D   A7/D   D
 
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Der Mond ist aufgegangen



G  (D7)   G   C(G) D7 G
Der Mond ist aufgegangen.
            C    (G)  D7      G 
Die goldnen Sternlein prangen
   G      C    (G)   D   
am Himmel hell und klar.
G   (D7)   G    C    (G)   D7  
Der Wald steht schwarz und schweiget
            C  (G)  D7   G
und aus den Wiesen steiget
    G     C (G) D7    G       E
der weiße Nebel wunderbar.


A  (E7)   A   D   (A) E7  A
Wie ist  die Welt so  stille.
            D    (A)  E7  A
Und aus der Dämm'rung Hülle
   A         D  (A)  E
so traulich und so hold.
A  (E7)A  D (A)  E7   A
Als eine  stille  Kammer,
            D (A)E7  A 
wo ihr des Tages Jammer
    A        D  (A) E7     A     F#
verschlafen und vergessen sollt.


B   (F#7) B   E    (B) F#7 B
Seht ihr den Mond dort stehen.
            E  (B) F#7 B
Er ist nur halb zu sehen
   B          E  (B)   F#
und ist doch rund und schön.
B  (F#7)  B   E (B) F#7  B
So sind wohl manche Sachen,
            E   (B)F#7 B
die wir getrost verlachen,
 B          E(B) F#7       B      G
weil unsre Augen sie nicht sehn.

C   (G7) C  F  (C) G7  C
Wir stolzen Menschenkinder
           F (C) G7 C
Sind eitel arme Sünder
   C        F   (C)   G
Und wissen gar nicht viel;
C   (G7)  C   F (C) G7 C
Wir spinnen Luftgespinste
            F (C) G7  C
Und suchen viele Künste
    C       F (C) G7       C     A
Und kommen weiter weg vom Ziel.

D  (A7)  D    G    (D)  A7 D
So legt euch denn, ihr Brüder,
           G (D) A7 D
In Gottes Namen nieder;
   D         G (D)  A
Kalt ist der Abendhauch.
D  (A7)   D    G    (D)  A7  D
Verschon uns, Gott! mit Strafen,
            G (D)    A7 D
Und laß uns ruhig schlafen!
    D    G  (D) A7       D       B
Und alle uns're Nachbarn auch!


E  (B7)   E   A(E)B7  E
Der Mond ist aufgegangen.
            A    (E)  B7  E
Die goldnen Sternlein prangen
   E      A    (E)   B   
am Himmel hell und klar.
E   (B7)   E      A    (E)   B7   E
Der Wald steht schwarz und schweiget
            A (E)  B7  E
und aus den Wiesen steiget
    E     A (E) B7    E
der weiße Nebel wunderbar.
 
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Nancy Mulligan

[Verse 1]
Em                      C          D                     Em                       
I was twenty-four years old when I met the woman I would call my own
       Em                 C       G           C               D       Em                  
Twenty-two grand kids now growing old in that house that your brother bought ya
       Em                   C        D                           Em                 
On the summer day when I proposed, I made that wedding ring from dentist gold
      Em                       C          G   C         D        Em                 
And I asked her father but her daddy said no, you can't marry my daughter

 
[Chorus 1]
G              C      G    D                  C  G
She and I went on the run, don't care about religion
G                   C       G     C           D       Em                 
I'm gonna marry the woman I love, down by the Wexford border
G             C    G        D             C   G
She was Nancy Mulligan, and I was William Sheeran
    G                     C       G    C           D       Em                 
She took my name and then we were one, down by the Wexford border

Em  C D   Em                       
Em  C G C D  Em                  


[Verse 2]
       Em                                   C       D                    Em    
Well I met her at Guy's in the second world war and she was working on a soldier's ward
      Em              C        G        C      D      Em                  
Never had I seen such beauty before the moment that I saw her
Em                  C        D                      Em                       
Nancy was my yellow rose and we got married wearing borrowed clothes
       Em                 C       G    C         D         Em                  
We got eight children now growing old, five sons and three daughters


[Chorus 2]
G              C      G    D                  C  G
She and I went on the run, don't care about religion
G                   C       G     C           D       Em                 
I'm gonna marry the woman I love, down by the Wexford border
G             C    G        D             C   G
She was Nancy Mulligan, and I was William Sheeran
    G                     C       G    C           D       Em                 
She took my name and then we were one, down by the Wexford border


[Interlude]
G                       C   D
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, da da
G                       C   D                 G
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di
G                       C   D
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, da da
G                       C   D                 G
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di
 

[Verse 3]
         Em                                 C          D                     Em
From her snow white streak in her jet black hair, over sixty years I've been loving her
          Em                     C      G                C     D  Em                  
Now we're sat by the fire in our old armchairs, you know Nancy I adore ya
       Em                         C     D                         Em                       
From a farm boy born near Belfast town, I never worried about the king and crown
         Em                      C        G                  C          D   Em                  
'Cause I found my heart upon the southern ground, there's no difference I assure ya


[Chorus 3]
G              C      G    D                  C  G
She and I went on the run, don't care about religion
G                   C       G     C           D       Em                 
I'm gonna marry the woman I love, down by the Wexford border
G             C    G        D             C   G
She was Nancy Mulligan, and I was William Sheeran
    G                     C       G    C           D       Em                 
She took my name and then we were one, down by the Wexford border


[Outro]
G                       C   D
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, da da
G                       C   D                 G
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di
G                       C   D
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, da da
G                       C   D                 G
Di da-da-da-da-da di-da-di, di da-da-da-da-da di

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