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Musik zum Käffchen & mehr (08.03.2020)

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  1. Sunny Afternoon

R. D. Davies / the Kinks: Face to Face (1966)

Intro:
|: Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb A A/G A/F A/E :|
Dm C7 F C7
The taxman's taken all my dough And left me in my stately home,
A A/G A/F A/E Dm
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon.
Dm C7 F C7
And I can't sail my yacht, He's taken everything I've got,
A A/G A/F A/E Dm
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.
D7 G7 C7 F A7
Save me, save me, save me from this greed; I got a big fat mama tryin' to break me.
Dm G7 Dm G7 C7
And I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury;
F A7 Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb A A/G A/F A/E
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime.
 
My girlfriend's run off with my car And gone back to her ma and pa, 
Tellin' tales of drunkenness and cruelty. 
Now I'm sittin' here, Sippin' at my ice-cooled beer; 
Lazing on a sunny afternoon. 
Help me, help me, help me sail away. Who give me two good reasons why I are to stay? 
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury; 
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime. 
In the summertime 
Save me, save me, save me from this greed, I got a big fat mama tryin' to break me. 
And I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury; 
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime. 
In the summertime... 

  2. You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: Basement Tapes (1967/1975)

G Am C G
Clouds so swift - Rain won't lift - Gate won't close - Railings froze.
G Am C G
Get your mind off wintertime - You ain't goin' nowhere.
G Am C G
Whoo-ee! Ride me high - Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come.
G Am C G
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, Down in the easy chair!
 
I don't care - How many letters they sent - Morning came and morning went. 
Pick up your money - And pack up your tent - You ain't goin' nowhere. 
Whoo-ee! Ride me high - Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come. 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, Down in the easy chair! 
 
Buy me a flute - And a gun that shoots - Tailgates and substitutes. 
Strap yourself - To the tree with roots - You ain't goin' nowhere. 
Whoo-ee! Ride me high - Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come. 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, Down in the easy chair! 
 
Genghis Khan - He could not keep - All his kings - Supplied with sleep. 
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep - When we get up to it. 
Whoo-ee! Ride me high - Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come. 
Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, Down in the easy chair! 

  3. House of the Rising Sun

traditional / Animals (1964)

Am C D F Am C E
There is a house in New Orleans They call the rising sun.
Am C D F Am E Am E7
And its been the ruin of many a poor boy, And me, oh Lord, I'm one.
 
Am C D F Am C E
My mother she's a tailor, She sewed those new blue jeans.
Am C D F Am E Am E7
My father he's a gamblin' man - Drinks down in New Orleans.
 
Am C D F Am C E
Now the only things a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk.
Am C D F Am E Am E7
And the only time that he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk.
 
Am C D F Am C E
There's one foot on the platform, The other foot on the train.
Am C D F Am E Am E7
I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain.
 
Am C D F Am C E
Go mother tell your children: Not to do what I have done.
Am C D F Am E Am E7
Spend your life sin-cere in misery In the House of the Rising Sun.
 
There is a house... 

  4. First we Take Manhattan

Leonard Cohen

Dm Am
They sentenced me to twenty years of boredom,
Dm Am
For trying to change the system from within.
Dm Am
I'm coming now I'm coming to reward them:
G F E Am
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.
 
I'm guided by a signal in the heavens. I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin. 
I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin. 
C G F
I'd really like to live beside you, baby.
C Am
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes,
C Am
But you see that line there moving through the station.
G F E Am
I told you - I told you - I told you I was one of those.
 
You loved me as a loser but now you're worried that I just might win. 
You know the way to stop me but you don't have the discipline. 
How many nights I prayed for this: to let my work begin: 
First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin. 
 
I don't like your fashion business, mister. I don't like these drugs that keep you thin. 
I don't like what happened to your sister: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin. 
I'd really like to live beside you, baby. 
I love your body and your spirit and your clothes. 
But you see that line there moving through the station: 
I told you - I told you - I told you I was one of those. 
And I thank you for those items that you sent me. The monkey and the plywood violin. 
I practiced every night and now I'm ready: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin. 
 
Remember me, I used to live for music. Remember me, I brought your groceries in. 
It's Father's Day and everybody's wounded: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin. 

  5. Take me Home, Country Roads

John Denver

G Em D C G
Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Em D C G
Life is old there, older than the trees, Younger than the mountains growing like a breeze.
G D Em C
Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong!
G D C G
West Virginia mountain momma, take me home, country roads!
 
G Em D C G
All my memories gather 'round her; Miner's lady, stranger to blue water.
Em D C G
Dark and dusty painted on the sky - Misty taste of moonshine teardrop in my eye.
G D Em C
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong!
G D C G
West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads
 
bridge
Em D G
I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me!
C G D
The radio reminds me of my home far away.
Em F C
And drivin' down the road I get a feelin'
G D D7
that I Should have been home yesterday, yesterday:
G D Em C
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong!
G D C G
West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads

  6. St. James Infirmary

trad.

Em Am Em C B7
I went down to old Joe's barroom, On the corner by the square.
Em Am Em C B7 Em Am
Well, the drinks were served as usual, And the usual crowd was there,
Em B7 Em
And the usual crowd was there.
 
Em Am Em C B
In a corner stood old Joe McKennedy, His eyes all bloodshot and red.
Em Am Em C B7 Em Am
He turned to the crowd around him, And these were the words he said,
Em B7 Em
And these were the words he said:
 
Em Am Em C B7
I went to St. James infirmary, I saw my baby there.
Em Am Em
She was layed out on a long white table,
C B7 Em Am Em B7 Em
So sweet, so cold, so fair, So sweet, so cold, so fair!
 
Went up to see the doctor, "She's very low," he said; 
Went back to see my baby: 
Good God! She's lying there dead! Good God! She's lying there dead! 
 
"Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be! 
She can search this wide world over, 
And never find a man like me, And never find a man like me! 
 
Well, if I die, please won't you bury me With my high top Stetson hat! 
Put a twenty Dollar gold piece on my watchchain, 
to let the boys know that I'm standing pat, to let the boys know that I'm standing pat! 
 
Get six gamblers to carry my coffin, Let six pretty girls sing me a song! 
Put a dixieland band behind my hearse wagon, 
To raise Hell while they roll me along, To raise Hell while they roll me along 
 
Now that's the end of my story; Let's have another round of booze 
And if anyone should ask you: 
I've got the St. James Infirmary blues, I've got the St. James Infirmary blues! 
Let her go, let her go, God bless her,... 

  7. Folsom Prison Blues

Johnny Cash/Johnny Cash (1955)

E
I hear the train a-comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
E E7
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
A7 E
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
B7 E
But that train keeps a-rollin' on down to San Antone.
 
E
When I was just a baby my momma told me: "Son,
E E7
Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns."
A7 E
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
B7 E
When I hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and cry.
 
E
I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
E E7
They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars.
A7 E
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free.
B7 E
But those people keep a-movin', and that's what tortures me.
 
E
Well if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
E E7
I bet I'd move it all a little farther down the line.
A7 E
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay.
B7 E
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.

  8. Lady in Black

Hensley / Uriah Heep: Salisbury (1971)

Am
She came to me one morning, one lonely sunday morning,
G Am
Her long hair flowing in the mid-winter wind.
Am
I know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walking,
G Am
And destruction lay around me from a fight I could not win.
Am G Am G Am
Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!
 
She asked me: "Name my foe then". I said: "The need within some men 
To fight and kill their brothers without thought of love or God". 
And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemies, 
So eager was my passion to devour this waste of life. 
Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha! 
 
But she would not think of battle that reduces men to animals, 
So easy to begin and yet impossible to end. 
For she the mother of all men had counciled me so wisely that 
I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay. 
Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha! 
 
"Oh lady lend your hand," I cried, "Oh let me rest here at your side." 
"Have faith and trust in me," she said and filled my heart with life. 
There is no strength in numbers. I've no such misconception. 
But when you need me be assured I won't be far away. 
Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha! 
 
Thus having spoke she turned away and though I found no words to say 
I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear. 
My labor is no easier, but now I know I'm not alone. 
I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day. 
And if one day she comes to you drink deeply from her words so wise. 
Take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me. 
Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha! 
Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha... 

  9. Season of the Witch

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: Sunshine Superman (1966)

|: A7 D7 :|
A7 D7 A7 D7 A7 D7
When I look out my window, Many sights to see. And when I look in my window,
A7 D7 A7 D7 A7 D7
So many different people to be. That it's strange, so strange.
A7 D7 A7 D7
You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch,
A7 D7 A D E A
You've got to pick up every stitch, Mm-mmh, must be the season of the witch,
D E A D E A7 D7 A7 D7
must be the season of the witch, yeah, must be the season of the witch. - -
 
When I look over my shoulder, What do you think I see? Some old cat looking over 
His shoulder at me. And he's strange, Sure he's strange. 
You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, yeah, 
Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, 
must be the season of the witch, yeah, must be the season of the witch. 
Solo
You've got to pick up every stitch, Two rabbits running in the ditch, 
Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, 
must be the season of the witch, must be the season of the witch. When I go. 
 
When I look out my window, What do you think I see? And when I look in my window, 
So many different people to be. It's strange, surely strange. 
You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, 
Two rabbits running in the ditch, Oh no, must be the season of the witch, 
must be the season of the witch, yeah, must be the season of the witch. When I look. 
When I look... 
 
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 10. Whiskey in the Jar

trad. / the Dubliners

G Em
As I was going over the far Kilgarry mountain,
C G Em
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting.
G Em
I first produced me pistol and I then produced me rapier, saying
C G Em
"stand and deliver for you are the bold deceiver."
D D7 knock 3x G
Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da. Whack for the daddy-oh,
C G D7 G
whack for the daddy-oh, there's whisky in the jar.
 
G Em
I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
C G Em
I put it in me pocket And I took it home to Jenny.
G Em
She sighed and swore that she never would deceive me,
C G Em
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy.
Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ... 
 
I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber, 
I dreamed of gold and girls - And for sure it was no wonder. 
Me Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water, 
And set for Caotain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter: 
Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ... 
 
First early in the morning - Just before I rose to travel, 
A-comes a band of footmen and likewise Captain Farrell. 
I first produced me pistol for she stole away my rapier, 
But I couldn't shoot the water for a prisoner I was taken. 
Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ... 
 
Now there's some take delight in the carriages a'rolling, 
and others take delight in the hurley and the bowling. 
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley, 
and courting pretty fair-maids in the morning quite so early. 
Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ... 
 
If anyone can aid me it is me brother the in the army, 
If I can find he's stationed in Cork or in Killarney. 
And if he'll go with me we'll go rolling in Kilkenny, 
And I'm sure he'll treat me better than me only sporting Jenny. 
Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ... 
Mu-sha ring doma-du doma-da ... 

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 11. The Little Tin Soldier

Shawn Phillips / Donovan: Fairytale (1965)

/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / Intro: e |--7--5--3--2--0--------|--7--5--3--2--0--------|-----3--------3--|--------3----------3--| B |--0--0--0--0--0--3--2--|--0--0--0--0--0--3--2--|--1--0--------0--|--------0----------0--| G |--0--0--0--0--0--0--0--|--0--0--0--0--0--0--0--|--0--0--------0--|--------0----------0--| D |-----------------0--0--|-----------------0--0--|--0--0--0--0--0--|--0--0--0----0--0--0--| A |-----------------------|-----------------------|-----2--0--0--2--|--0--0--2----0--0--2--| E |-----------------------|-----------------------|-----3--3--3--3--|--3--3--3----3--3--3--|
G Em C D
Once in a town in the Blackforest a little white toy shop stood,
G Em C D
And a little tin soldier with only one leg lived in a castle of wood.
C D C D
And across the room on another shelve stood a tiny glass case,
G Em C D
And a tiny ballerina lived in there - all in a dress of lace.
C D C D
And from where the little tin soldier stood they could see each other so clear,
G Em C D
And the little tin soldier watched over her with a love so deep and dear.
 
Gm Bm Gm Bm
Then one day, sadness came. The tiny ballerina was sold.
Gm Bm Am
The little tin soldier was thrown away, and into the gutter he rolled.
 
Am Em Am Em
The water carried him to the sea and many far-off lands;
Am Em Am Em
He made many children happy as he passed through their tiny hands
G Em G Em
And then one day they met again in a town in the land of Eire.
G Em C Am D
And as the clocks on the wall struck the midnight hour they jumped into the fire.
G Em G Em
And in that fire they shall stay, Lord, forever and a day.
G Em C D intro
'Cause that fire, oh Lord, is the fire of love, just like the peace of thy.

 12. Nights in White Satin

Justin Hayward / Moody Blues: Days of Future Passed (1967)

Em D Em D
Nights in white satin Never reaching the end.
C G F Em
Letters I've written Never meaning to send.
 
Em D Em D
Beauty I've always missed With these eyes before.
C G F Em
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore
A C Em D Em D
'Cause I love you, - Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you!
 
Gazing at people, Some hand in hand, 
Just what I'm going through They can't understand. 
 
Some try to tell me Thoughts thay cannot defend. 
Just what you want to be You will be in the end. 
'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you! Oh. 
 
Nights in white satin Never reaching the end. 
Letters I've written Never meaning to send. 
 
Beauty I've always missed, With these eyes before, 
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore 
'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you, Oh, how I love you! 
'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you, Oh, how I love you! 

 13. Eight Days A Week

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Beatles for Sale (1965)

Intro
D/ - / D4/ D/ - E/D / - / E4/D / E/D / - G/D / - / G4/D / G/D / - D /
D Em G D
Ooh, I need your love, babe, guess you know it's true.
Em G D
Hope you need my love, babe, just like I need you.
Bm Em Bm E
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me;
D Em G D
Ain't got nothing but love, babe, eight days a week.
A C A C C7
Eight days a week, I lo-o-ove you - Eight days a week, is not enough to show I care!
 
D Em G D
Love you every day, girl, always on my mind.
Em G D
One thing I can say, girl, love you all the time.
Bm Em Bm E
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me;
D Em G D
Ain't got nothing but love, babe, eight days a week.
A C A C C7
Eight days a week, I lo-o-ove you - Eight days a week, is not enough to show I care!
 
D Em G D
Ooh, I need your love, babe, guess you know it's true.
Em G D
Hope you need my love, babe, just like I need you.
Bm Em Bm E
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me;
D Em G D
Ain't got nothing but love, babe, eight days a week!
G D G D D/ - / D4/ D/ - E/D / - / E4/D / E/D / - G/D / - / G4/D / G/D / - D /
Eight days a week! - Eight days a week!
 

 14. Streets of London

Ralph McTell

C G Am Em
Have you seen the old man in the closed down market,
F C D7 G7
kicking up the paper with his worn out shoes.
C G Am Em
In his eyes you see no pride, hand held loosely at his side,
F C G C
Yestedrays paper telling yesterdays news.
F Em C Am D7 G G7
So how can you tell me you're lo-one-ly - And say for you that the sun don't shine.
C G Am Em
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London:
F C G7 C
I'll show you something to make to change your mind.
 
Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London, 
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags. 
She's no time for talkin' she just keep right on walking, 
Carrying her home in two carrier bags. 
So how can you tell me you're lonely - And say for you that the sun don't shine. 
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London: 
I'll show you something to make to change your mind. 
 
In the allnight cafe at a quarter past eleven, 
the same old man sitting there on his own. 
Looking at the world over the rim of his tea cup, 
Each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone. 
So how can you tell me you're lonely - Don't say for you that the sun don't shine. 
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London: 
I'll show you something to make to change your mind. 
 
Have you seen the old man, outside the seaman's mission, 
memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears. 
In our winter city the rain cries a little pity 
For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't care. 
So how can you tell me you're lonely - And say for you that the sun don't shine. 
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London: 
I'll show you something to make to change your mind. 

 15. As Tears go By

Jagger, Richards, & Oldham / the Rolling Stones (1965)

C D F G Gsus4 G
It is the evening of the da-ay.
C D F G Gsus4 G
I sit and watch the children pla-ay.
F G C/C C/B C/A Am C/G
Smiling faces I can see, but not for me;
F G
I sit and watch as tears go by.
 
C D F G Gsus4 G
My riches can't buy ev'rythi-ing
C D F G Gsus4 G
I want to hear the children si-ing
F G C/C C/B Am C/G
All I hear is the sound of rain falling on the ground;
F G
I sit and watch as tears go by.
instr.
C D F G Gsus4 G C D F G Gsus4 G F G C/C C/B Am C/G F G
C D F G Gsus4 G
It is the evening of the da-ay.
C D F G Gsus4 G
I sit and watch the children pla-ay.
F G C/C C/B Am C/G
Doin' things I used to do they think are new;
F G
I sit and watch as tears go by.
C D F C
Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm

 16. Death of a Clown

Ray Davies, Dave Davies / the Kinks: Something Else by the Kinks (1967)

C G F C G G7
C G G7
My makeup is dry and it cracks on my chin
F C G
I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin
C G G7
The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore
F C G
The lions they won't bite and the tigers won't roar
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - So let's all drink to the death of a clown
C G G7 F C G
Won't someone help me to break up this crown - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
 
C G G7
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
F C G
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
C G G7
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
F C G
And frantically looking for runaway fleas
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - So let's all drink to the death of a clown
C G G7 F C G
Won't someone help me to break up this crown - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
C G G7
La la la la la la la la la la
F C G
La la la la la la la la la la
F Dm Bb Eb F C G
La la la La la la La la la La - let's all drink to the death of a clown

G4

 17. Celia Of The Seals

Donovan Leitch / HMS Donovan (1971)

|: G G4 :| G
D G G4 G C G G4 G
Should you wander this land to the North, - And few seldom do,
D G G4 G C G G4 G
Should you follow the song of the gull - To enchanted western isles,
Em G G4 G Em G G4 G
Coax a fisherman to take you out - Where the silky seals are seen,
Em G G4 G Em C
Hear the stories that they tell about - The maiden who is their queen,
D G G4 G
The maiden who is their queen.
Em G G4 G Em Bm C G G4 G
Celia of the seals, - She knows just how they feel, - Celia of the seals.
|: Em - G - :| C D G G4 G
|: Oy, Yada Noy, Yada Noya; Oy, Yada Noy, Yada Nay. :|
 
D G G4 G C G G4 G
Seal hunters are not brave and bold, - They murder her poor wee seals.
D G G4 G C G G4 G
And cut off their skins to be sold, - Cursed be he who deals.
Em G G4 G Em C G G4 G
There's no reason for this slaughtering, - They're left on the rocks to bleed.
Em G G4 G Em C
He's not a man who does this thing, - It's a cruel and a heartless deed,
D G G4 G
A cruel and heartless deed.
|: Em G G4 G Em Bm
|: Celia of the seals, - She knows just how they feel,
C G G4 G C G G4 G :|
Celia of the seals. - Celia of the seals. :|
C G G4 G
Celia of the seals.
|: Em - G - :| C D G G4 G
|: Oy, Yada Noy, Yada Noya; Oy, Yada Noy, Yada Nay. :|

 18. Proud Mary

John Fogerty / Creedence Clearwater Revival (1969)

C / / - / A / - C / / - / A / - C / / - / A / G / F / / - / / D /
D
Left a good job in the city, Workin for the man every night and day
And I never lost a minute of sleepin', Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been. 
A Bm
Big wheel keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin',
D A D C A C A C A G F D
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on a ri-ver.
 
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, Pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans, 
But I never saw the good side of the city, 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen. 
Big wheel a-keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin', 
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 
 
If you come down to the river, Bet you gonna find some people who live, 
You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money, People on the river are happy to give. 
Big wheel a-keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin', 
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 

 19. Donna Donna

Aaron Zeitlin & Shalom Secunda -- english: Arthur Kevess & Teddi Schwartz

Donovan: What's Bin Did and What's Bin Hid (1965)

Am E Am E Am Dm Am E
On a wagon bound for market, There's a calf with a mournful eye.
Am E Am E Am Dm E Am
High above him there's a swallow Winging swiftly through the sky.
G Am G Am
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might,
G Am E Am
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night.
E Am G Am
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do.
E Am E Am
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do.
 
"Stop complaining," said the farmer, "Who told you a calf to be, 
Why don't you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free?" 
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might, 
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 
 
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why, 
But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly. 
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might, 
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 

 20. One More Cup of Coffee

Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy

Am G
Your Breath is sweet, your eyes are like Two jewels in the sky.
F E
Your back is straight your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie.
Am G
But I don't sense affection - No gratitude or love.
F E
Your loyalty is not me - But to the stars above.
F E
One more cup of coffee for the road.
F E N.C. Am G F E
One more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below.
 
Your daddy he's an outlaw- And a wanderer by trade. 
He'll teach you how to pick an choose - And how to throw the blade. 
And he oversees his kingdom - So no stranger does intrude. 
His voice it trembles as he calls out - For another plate of food 
One more cup of coffee for the road. 
One more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below. 
 
Your sister sees the future - Like your momma and yourself. 
You've never learned to read or write - There's no books upon your shelf. 
And your pleasure know no limits - Your voice is like a meadow larks. 
But your heart is like an ocean - Mysterious and dark. 
One more cup of coffee for the road. 
more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below. 

_________ Zugabe(n) ______________

 21. At My Window

Townes van Zandt / Townes van Zandt: Flyin' Shoes (1978)

D G D A D G D
At my window watching the sun go, Hoping the stars know it's time to shine.
D G D A D G D
Daydreams - aloft on dark wings, Soft as the sun streams at days decline.
A G D
Living is sying dying says nothing at all.
A G D
Babe and I are lying here watching the evening fall.
 
D G D A D G D
Time flows - through brave beginnings, And leaves her endings beneath our feet.
D G D A D G D
Walk lightly - upon their faces, Leave gentle traces upon their sleep.
Living is dancing dyin's doin' nothing at all. 
Babe and I are lying here watching the evening fall. 
 
D G D A D G D
Three dimes - hard luck and good times, Bad rhymes and fine lines not much to say.
D G D A D G D
Feel fine - feel low and lazy, Feel grey and hazy, feel far away.
Living ain't lying dying ain't flying so high. 
Babe and I are wandrin' watching the day go by. 

C/G

 22. Imagine

John Lennon / John Lennon: Imagine (1971)

C F C F
C Cmaj7 F C Cmaj7 F
Imagine there's no heaven, it's easy if you try.
C Cmaj7 F C Cmaj7 F
No hell below us, above us only sky.
F Am Dm7 Dm7/C G C/G G7
Imagine all the people living for today.
 
C Cmaj7 F C Cmaj7 F
Imagine there's no countries, it isn't hard to do.
C Cmaj7 F C Cmaj7 F
No greed or hunger, and no religion too.
F Am Dm7 Dm7/C G C/G G7
Imagine all the people living life in peace.
G7 F G C E7 F G C E7
You - You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one;
F G C E7 F G C
I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will live as one.
 
C Cmaj7 F C Cmaj7 F
Imagine no posessions, I wonder if you can.
C Cmaj7 F C Cmaj7 F
Nothing to kill or die for, a brotherhood of man.
F Am Dm7 Dm/7 G C/G G7
Imagine all the people sharing all the world
G7 F G C E7 F G C E7
You - You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one;
F G C E7 F G C
I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will live as one.

 23. Nowhere Man

John Lennon/Paul McCartney

C G F C
He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his nowhere land,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
 
C G F G
Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to,
F Fm C
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Em F Em F
Nowhere man, please listen, You don't know what you're missing,
Em F G
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.
guitar
C G F C F Fm C
C G F C
He's as blind as he can be, Just sees what he wants to see,
F Fm C
Nowhere man can you see me at all?
Em F Em F
Nowhere man, don't worry, Take your time, don't hurry,
Em F G
Leave it all 'till somebody else lends you a hand.
 
C G F C
Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to,
F Fm C
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Em F Em F
Nowhere man, please listen, You don't know what you're missing,
Em F G
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.
 
C G F C
He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his nowhere land,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.

 24. Ring of Fire

June Carter & Merle Kilgore / Johnny Cash (1963); Eric Burdon (1969)

Intro: G C G G C G
|: / / / / | / / / / :|
G C G C G C G C G
Love is a burnin' thing and it makes a fiery ring.
G C G C G C G
Bound by wild desire I fell into your ring of fire
D C G
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire
D C G
I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher
C G Am G
And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire.
Solo
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire 
I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher 
And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire. 
 
The taste of love is sweet, when hearts like ours meet. 
I fell for you like a child, Oooh, but the fire went wild. 
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire 
I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher 
And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire. 

 25. Hey Jude

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles (1967)

G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better!
C G D7 G
Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start to make it better.
 
G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't be afraid, you were made to go out and get her!
C G D7 G
The minute you let her under your skin, Then you begin to make it better!
 
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
And anytime you feel the pain, Hey Jude, refrain, Don't carry the world upon your shoulders!
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
For well now you know that it's a fool who plays it cool By making his world a little colder.
G G7 D7
Na-na-na na-na na-na-na
 
G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't let me down, You have found her, now go and get her!
C G D7 G
Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start, to make it better!
 
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
So let it out and let it in, Hey Jude, begin; You're waiting for someone to perform with!
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
And don't you know that it's just you, Hey Jude, You'll do, The movement you need is on your shoulders.
G G7 D7
Na-na-na na-na na-na-na, yeah!
 
G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better!
C G D7 G
Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start to make it better, better, better, better! Oooh!
 
G F C G F
Na-na-na Nana-na-na, Nana-na-na, Hey Jude! Na-na-na Nana-na-na, ...

 26. Leaving on a Jetplane

John Denver / Peter, Paul & Mary

D7 G C G C
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here outside the door
G Em D D7
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye.
G C G C
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn', The Taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn.
G Em D D7
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
G C G C
So kiss me and smile for me, Tell me that you'll wait for me,
G Em D D7
Hold me like you never let me go.
G C G C
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, Don't know when I'll be back again.
G Em D D7
Oh babe, I hate to go.
 
There's so many times I've let you down, So many times I've played around, 
I tell you now they don't mean a thing. 
Ev'ry place I go I'll think of you, Ev'ry song I sing I sing for you. 
When I come back I'll bring your wedding ring. 
So kiss me ... 
 
Now the time has come to leave you, One more time let me kiss you, 
Then close your eyes, I'll be on my way. 
Dream about the days to come, When I won't have to leave alone, 
About the times I won't have to say. 
So kiss me ... 

 27. Dirty Old Town

Ewan MacColl (1946) / the Dubliners; the Pogues

C F C
I met my love by the gas works wall, Dreamed a dream by the old canal,
F G C G Am
Kissed my girl by the fact'ry wall, Dirty old town, dirty old town.
 
I heard a siren from the docks, Saw a train set the noght on fire, 
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind, Dirty old town,dirty old town. 
 
Clouds are drifting across the moon, Cats are prowling on their beat 
Springs a girl from the streets at night, Diriy old town,dirty old town. 
 
I'm going to make me a good sharp axe, Shining steel,tempered in the fire, 
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town,dirty old town 
 
I met my love by the gas works wall, Dreamed a dream by the old canal, 
Kissed my girl by the fact'ry wall, Dirty old town, dirty old town... 

 28. The Mighty Quinn

Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

Manfred Mann: Mighty Garvey! (1968)

n.c. G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
G D G D C G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
G C G C
Ev'rybody's building ships and boats
G C G C
Some are building monuments, others jotting down notes.
G C G C
Ev'rybody's in despair, ev'ry girl and boy
G D C G
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, Ev'rybody's gonna jump for joy.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn 
G C G C
I like to do just like the rest, I like my sugar sweet
G C G C
But jumping queues and making haste, just ain't my cup of meat.
G C G C
Ev'ryone's beneath the trees, feeding pigeons on a limb
G D C G
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, All the pigeons gonna rum to him.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn 
Bass-Solo
|: G / / / | C / / / | G / / / | C / / / | G / / / | C / / / :| G / / / | D / / / | C / / / | G / / / |
Oh,
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn 
G C G C
Let me do what I wanna do, I can recite 'em all
G C G C
Just tell me where it hurts and I'll tell you who to call.
G C G C
Nobody can get no sleep, there's someone on ev'ryones toes.
G D C G
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here, Ev'rybody's gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn 
n.c. G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

 29. Hallelujah

Leonard Cohen / Jeff Buckley

Intro
C Am C Am
 
C Am C Am
Well, I heard there was a secret chord, That David played, and it pleased the Lord
F G C G
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
C F G Am F
Well, it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth, The minor fall and the major lift,
G E Am
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
F Am F C G C
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
 
Well, your faith was strong, but you needed proof, You saw her bathing on the roof 
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya 
And she tied you to her kitchen chair, And she broke your throne and she cut your hair, 
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah 
 
Well, baby, I've been here before, I've seen this room and I've walked this floor 
You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya 
 
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch, And love is not a victory march, 
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah 
 
Well, there was a time when you let me know - What's really going on below, 
But now you never show that to me, do ya? 
 
But remember when I moved in you, And the holy dove was moving too 
And every breath we drew was Hallelujah 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah 
 
Well, maybe there is a God above - But all I've ever learned from love, 
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya. 
 
And it's not a cry that you hear at night; It's not somebody who's seen the light, 
It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah... 

Index

As Tears go By15
At My Window21
Celia Of The Seals17
Death of a Clown16
Dirty Old Town27
Donna Donna19
Eight Days A Week13
First we Take Manhattan4
Folsom Prison Blues7
Hallelujah29
Hey Jude25
House of the Rising Sun3
Imagine22
Lady in Black8
Leaving on a Jetplane26
Nights in White Satin12
Nowhere Man23
One More Cup of Coffee20
Proud Mary18
Ring of Fire24
Season of the Witch9
St. James Infirmary6
Streets of London14
Sunny Afternoon1
Take me Home, Country Roads5
The Little Tin Soldier11
The Mighty Quinn28
Whiskey in the Jar10
You Ain't Goin' Nowhere2

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