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1. Ring of Fire

June Carter & Merle Kilgore / Johnny Cash (1963)

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	Love is a	burnin'	thing and it	makes a	fiery	ring.

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	Bound by	wild de	sire	I fell into your	ring of	fire

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	I fell into a	burnin' ring of	fire

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I went	down, down, down and the	flames, they got	higher

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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.

2. School's Out

Alice Cooper, Glen Buxton, Michael Bruce, Dennis Dunaway, Neal Smith / Alice Cooper: School's Out (1972)

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	Well we got no choice, All girls and boys,

Making all that noise, Cause they found new toys.

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Well	we cant salute you can't find the flag.		If that don't suit you that's a drag!

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	Well we got no class, And we got no principles,

And we got no innocence, We can't even think of a word that rhymes.

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	School's been	blown	to			pieces.

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	School's	out	wit	h f	ever,	School's	out	com	pl	e	tely.

3. Samba pa Ti

Carlos Santana / Santana: Abraxas (1970)

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4. Hey Joe

Jimi Hendrix

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	Hey	Joe	where ya'	goin' with that	gun in your hand?

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I said	hey	Joe	where ya	goin' with that	gun in your hand?

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	I'm goin' out to	find my woman now,

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	She's been	runnin' round with some	other man

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	I said I'm goin' out to	find my woman now!

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	She's been	runnin' 'round with some	other man

Hey Joe tell me what are you gonna do?

Well I guess I'll shoot my woman,

That's what I'll do!

Well I guess I'll shoot them both

Before I'm through.

Hey Joe tell me where are you gonna go?

Well I think I'll go down to my favourite place Mexico,

Well I think I'll go down to where a man can be free.

And there ain't gonna be no hangmans ropes

Gonna be put around me.

5. Save The Last Dance For Me

Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman / the Drifters (1960)

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	You can dance, every dance with the guy who gives you the eye, Let him	hold you tight!

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You can	smile, every smile for the man who held your hand 'Neath the	pale moonlight.

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	But Don't for	get who's taking you	home And in whose arms you're	gonna be:

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So	darling, save the	last dance for	me!

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	Oh I know that the music is fine like sparkling wine, Go and	have your fun!

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Laugh and	sing but while we're apart Don't give your heart to	anyone!

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	But Don't for	get who's taking you	home And in whose arms you're	gonna be:

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So	darling, save the	last dance for	me!

bridge

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	Baby don't you know I	love you so, Can't you feel it when we	touch?

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I will never never let	you go Cause I love you oh so	much.

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	You can dance, go and carry on, Till the night is gone and it's time	to go.

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If he	asks, if you're all alone, can he take you home, You must tell	him No.

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	But Don't for	get who's taking you	home And in whose arms you're	gonna be:

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So	darling, save the	last dance for	me!

solo

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	But Don't for	get who's taking you	home And in whose arms you're	gonna be:

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So	darling, save the	last dance for	me!

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Mm-	mh, Save the	last dance for	me! Mm-	mh, Save the	last dance for	me!

Harp "D"

6. I'm A Stranger Here

Brownie McGhee & Sonny Terry (1960)

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	I'm a stranger here, just blow'd in your town, Oh,	yes, I am!

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I'm a	stranger here, just blow'd in your	town.

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Well, be	cause I'm a stranger,	everybody wants to dog me '	round.

I'm gonna write home to daddy to send me my railroad fare, Oh, yes, I am!

I'm gonna write home to dad to send me my railroad fare, Oh, yes, I am!

Well, if he don't send it, I don't mind walkin' down.

I'm goin' back home have to wear out ninetynine pair of shoes, Oh, yes, I am!

When I get back there I won't have these old stranger blues.

Let's walk together, boy

Well, I wonder why people treats the strangers so, Oh, Lordy Lord!

Well, I wonder why people treats the strangers so.

Well, I ain't got no place I just go from door to door.

You know, I'm a stranger here, just blowed in your town; Oh, yes, I am!

Well, I'm a stranger here, just blowed in your town; Oh, yes, I am!

Well, if I askin' for a favor, please don't turn me down.

7. Wovon Ich singe

Evert Jan Bouman

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Und jetzt mein	letztes sauberes Hemd - Und wie immer mit leeren	Taschen.

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Im Spiegel bin ich mir selber fremd - Und stolper'	über die leeren	Flaschen.

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Familienfotos im Schub im Schrank - Und zwischen	drin ein goldener	Ring.

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Ich	weiß nicht, wie es	kommt, - Dass ich trotz	alledem noch	singe.

Auf dem Bild was hier schief hängt - Spielen die Kinder mit Katze und Hund.

Ich habe den Schmerz ganz weit verdrängt, - Die Seele ist noch viel zu wund.

Fragen die Kinder noch nach mir - Wenn ich keine teuren Geschenke bringe?

Ich weiß nicht, wie es kommt, - Dass ich trotz alledem noch singe.

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Für mich war	Leben ein Farbenspiel, - Nach vorne	streben, doch ohne Ziel.

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Rutscht man	herunter, klettert man hinauf, - Man nimmt sein	Schicksal nicht nur in Kauf.

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		Es ist mir nicht	gleich, So sind die	Dinge wovon ich	singe.

Auf der Fensterscheibe schreibe ich im Dreck - In Spiegelschrift, dass ich euch liebe.

Doch meine Lieben sind alle weg, - Nur der Sand knirscht im Getriebe.

Jedoch, die Amsel singt ihr Lied. - Sie weiß, dass ich dann weiter ringe

Vielleicht weiß sie, wie es kommt, - Dass ich trotz alledem noch singe.

Die Freunde sagen: Augen zu! - Gehe durch die letzte Wand,

Schau nicht zurück, bewahre die Ruh'. - Das Glück ist immer ohne Pfand,

Ich balanciere auf dem Seil - Und manchmal auf des Messers Klinge.

Doch ich bin froh, dass es so ist, - Dass ich trotz alledem noch singe.

Für mich war Leben ein Farbenspiel, - Nach vorne streben, doch ohne Ziel.

Rutscht man herunter, klettert man hinauf, - Man nimmt sein Schicksal nicht nur in Kauf.

Es ist mir nicht gleich, - So sind die Dinge wovon ich singe.

Harp "D"

8. Hoochie Coochie Man

Willie Dixon / Muddy Waters (1954 )

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		The gypsy woman told my mother,

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		Before I was born

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		I got a boy child's comin',

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		He's gonna be a son of a gun

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		He gonna make pretty women's,

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		jump and shout

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		Then the world wanna know,

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			what this all a	bout

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But you know I'm	him,

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	everybody knows I'm	him

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Well you know I'm the	hoochie coochie man,

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	every	body knows I'm	him

I got a black cat bone,

I got a mojo too.

I got the Johnny Concheroo,

I'm gonna mess with you.

I'm gonna make you girls,

lead me by my hand,

Then the world will know,

the hoochie coochie man!

But you know I'm him,

Everybody knows I'm him

Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man,

Everybody knows I'm him

On the seventh hours,

on the seventh day,

On the seventh month,

the seven doctors say:

He was born for good luck,

and that you'll see,

I got seven hundred dollars,

don't you mess with me!

But you know I'm him,

Everybody knows I'm him.

Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man,

Everybody knows I'm him!

9. Suzanne

Leonard Cohen

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	Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river,

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You can	hear the boat go by, and you spend the night beside her.

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And you	know that she's half crazy, but that's why you want to be there

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And she	feeds you tea and oranges that come	all the way from China.

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And	when you mean to tell her that you	have no love to give her.

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Then she	gets you on her wave-length

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And she	lets the river answer that you’ve	always been her lover.

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And you	want to travel with her, and you	want to travel blind,

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And you	know she will trust you for you’ve	touched her perfect body

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With your	mind.

And Jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water.

And he spend a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower.

And when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him

He said: "All men will be sailors then until the sea shall free them".

But he himself was broken long bevor the sky war open

Forsaken, almost human,

He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone.

And you want to travel with him, and you want to travel blind

And you think maybe you'll trust him for he's touched you perfect body

With his mind.

Now Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river

She is wearing rags and feathers from Salvation Army counters.

And the sun pours down like honey for our lady of the harbour,

and she shows you where to look among the garbage and the flowers.

There are heros in the seaweed, there are children in the morning

They are leaning out for love

And they will lean that way forever, while Suzanne holds the mirror.

And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind,

And you know that you can trust her for she's touched your perfect body

With her mind.

10. Kopf Hoch

Evert Jan Bouman

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	Du bist einzigartig, du	bist uniek,

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	Ein Bild für die Götter, ein	Mosaik.

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	Du bist gewollt und	du bist echt.

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	Und ohne dich ist mir	gar nichts recht.

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	Deine Fehler sind Chancen,

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	Du bist wunderbar von	hart bis zart.

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	Kopf hoch! Mensch, du	bist grandios,

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	Und ohne dich ist hier	gar nichts los.

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	Kopf hoch! Mensch, du	bist einfach gut.

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	Steh zu dir selber,	absolut.

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	Kopf hoch	, und wenn der Nacken	dreckig ist.

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Kopf hoch	,		auch wenn du manchmal	unten bist. Kopf hoch!

Lass das Motzen, lass das Klagen,

Du bist gottgewollt, lenke dein' Wagen.

Du hast die Zügel in deiner Hand,

Führe die Pferde durch Stadt und Land.

Geradeaus, guck nicht zurück,

Dort vorne ist dein Weg, das ist dein Glück.

Refrain

Deine Pickel sind Perlen in deinem Gesicht,

Und wer das nicht sieht, sieht sich selber nicht.

Du hast doch Gefühle, du hast doch ein Herz,

Werd' kein Opfer des toten Kommerz.

Du bist einfach schön, du bist wunderbar,

Werde deiner Kraft gewahr.

Refrain

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11. Bird on the Wire

Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: Sogs from a Room (1969)

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Like a	bird on the	wire, like a	drunk in a midnight	choir,

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I have	tried in my	way to be	free.

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Like a	worm on a	hook, like a	knight from some old-fashioned	book,

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I have	saved all my	ribbons for	thee.

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	If I, if I have been un	kind,

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	I hope that you can just let it go	by.

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	If I, if I have been un	true,

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	I hope you know it was never to	you.

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Like a	baby still	born, like a	beast with his	horn,

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I have	torn every	one who reached out for	me.

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But I	swear by this	song and by	all that I have done	wrong!

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	I will make it	all up to	thee.

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	I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden	crutch.

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	He said to me, "You must not ask for so	much."

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	And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened	door,

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	She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for	more?"

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Like a	bird on the	wire, like a	drunk in a midnight	choir,

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I have	tried in my	way to be	free

Boogie

12. Johnny B. Goode

Chuck Berry (1958)

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Deep	down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,

Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,

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There	stood a log cabin made of earth and wood

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Where	lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode

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Who	never ever learned to read or write so well,

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But he could	play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.

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	Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!

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Go, Johnny, go! Go	!

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Go, Johnny, go!	Go!

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Go, Johnny, go! Go!	Johnny B.	Goode!

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,

And sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.

Living in the city sittin' in the shade,

Strummin' to the rhythm that the drivers made.

When people passed him by they would stop and say,

"Oh my but that little country boy could play".

Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode!

His mother told him: "Someday you will be a man,

And you will be the leader of a big old band.

Many people coming from miles around

To hear you play your music when the sun goes down.

Maybe some day your name will be in lights -

Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight!"

Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go!

Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode!

13. The Wind Cries Mary

Jimi Hendrix

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	After all the	jacks are in their	boxes

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And the	clowns have	all gone to	bed

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You can hear	happiness	staggering on	down the street

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	Footsteps	dressed in	red

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And the	wind	whispers	Mar	y

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A	broom is	drearily	sweeping

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	Up the broken	pieces of yesterday's	life

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	Somewhere a	queen is	weeping

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	Somewhere a	king has no	wif	e

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And the	wind	cries	Mar	y

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	The traffic lights turn	blue to	morrow

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	And shine the	emptyness down on my	bed.

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	The tiny island	sags	downstream

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'	Cause the life that	lived is	dea	d.

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And the	wind	screams	Mar	y

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	Will the wind	ever re	member

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The	names it has	blown in the	past.

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With it's	crutch, it's	old age, and it's	wisdom,

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14. Widder

Evert Jan Bouman

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	Widder, wetze deine	Hörner,	Widder, zaghaft geht nicht	mehr.

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	Geballt, gebückt, kräftig	stoßen, Al	leine vorwärts ohne	Heer.

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	Du, du, du kannst dich nicht ver	stecken, Die	Zeit tickt weiter, fließt und	fließt.

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	Kein Zurück mehr,	vorwärts, Widder, Das	frische Gras sprießt und	sprießt.

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	Merke, Widder,	aus der Stille,	Wird der Angriff	dir gelingen.

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	Wider deinen	Widderwillen Kann kein	Stroh	mann dich be	zwingen.

Auch wenn sie deine Wolle scheren, deinen Schutz dir rauben, deine Saat,

Sei dir bewusst, du kannst dich wehren, du bist ein Widder, kein Kastrat.

Die Schlächter, Widder, wollen schlachten, Wollen dich als Osterlamm.

Widder, wetze deine Hörner, Rüste dich und stehe stramm.

Merke, Widder, aus der Stille Wird der Angriff dir gelingen.

Wider deinen Widderwillen Kann kein Strohmann dich bezwingen.

Fresse, Widder, du brauchst Nahrung, Nein, kein Käfig, keine Stäbe;

Wiese, Felder, Wald und Lichtung, Sag nicht dass es das nicht gäbe.

April, April, Osterglocken, Auferstehung, Widder stehe.

Wenn sie schreien: Leg dich, hocke! Sprich dann stille: Nein, ich gehe.

Merke, Widder, aus der Stille Wird der Angriff dir gelingen.

Wider deinen Widderwillen Kann kein Strohmann dich bezwingen.

15. Tonight Will be Fine

Leonard Cohen : Songs from a Room (1969)

standard Gesang: Johnny

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	Sometimes I find I get to	thinking of the	past.

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We	swore to each other then that our	love would surely	last.

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You kept right on loving,	I went on a	fast,

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Now I am too thin and your	love is too	vast.

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But I	know from your	eyes, And I	know from your	smile:

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That to	night will be	fine, will be fine, will be fine,

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Will be	fine	for a	while.

Blues/Soul Gesang Christiane

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	I choose the rooms that I	live in with	care.

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The	windows are small and the	walls almost	bare.

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There's only one bed and there's	only -	only	one	prayer.

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I listen all night for your	step on the	stair.

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But I	know from your	eyes, And I	know from your	smile:

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That to	night will be	fine, will be fine, will be fine,

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Will be	fine	for a	while.

standard Gesang: Johnny

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	Oh sometimes I see her un	dressing for	me.

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She's the	soft naked lady love	meant her to	be.

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And she's moving her body so	brave and so	free.

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If I've got to remember that's a	fine memo	ry.

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But I	know from your	eyes, And I	know from your	smile:

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That to	night will be	fine, will be fine, will be fine,

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Will be	fine	for a	while.

La la la...

16. Ich will leben

Evert Jan Bouman

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	Ich will kein Gebot, ich will kein Surrogat. Ich will	leben.

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Und kein Geschwätz, gib mir lieber eine Tat. Ich will	leben.

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Ich will mich nicht ducken und schweigen aus Angst. Ich will	leben.

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Ich will zusehen wie du um mich bangst.	Ich will	leben.

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	Ic	h	will offen sein, was	kommt ist egal,

	D	A
	Es gehört doch zu mir,	nenn es Schicksal.

	E	\| - nur johnny	A	G		D		C		A
Ich will	leben,	und wenn es geht, mit	dir	.

Ich will keine Maske, ich will sichtbar sein. Ich will leben.

Und keinen Süßstoff oder Wasser im Wein. Ich will leben.

Ich bin keine Maschine oder Nummer im Amt. Ich will leben.

Ich will mit dir sein wenn die Liebe entflammt. Ich will leben.

Ich will offen sein, was kommt ist egal,

Es gehört doch zu mir, nenn es Schicksal.

Ich will leben, und wenn es geht, mit dir.

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Ich will nicht nur fragen, was kommt nach dem Tod Ich will leben.

Ich will nicht verkrampfen in der Kirche devot. Ich will leben.

Ich will keine Frau die mein Verhalten diktiert. Ich will leben.

Und keinen Chef der mich tyrannisiert. Ich will leben.

Ich will offen sein, was kommt ist egal,

Es gehört doch zu mir, nenn es Schicksal.

Ich will leben, und wenn es geht, mit dir.

Ich will keine Kinder die alles tun was ich sag'. Sie sollen leben.

Meine Kinder sollen wählen, nicht nur mögen, was ich mag. Sie sollen leben.

Und keiner soll sich stören wenn sie laut schreien. Leben.

Alle sollen's hören wenn sie laut schreien. Leben, leben, leben, ...

Sie sollen offen sein und was kommt ist egal,

Denn es gehört doch zu ihrem Schicksal.

Sie sollen leben, und wenn es geht, mit mir.

17. Black Magic Woman

Peter Green / Fleetwood Mac

	Em	Am	Em
	Got a black magic	woman,got a black magic	woman,

	Am	Dm
Yes, I've got a	black magic woman, got me so blind I can't	see,

	Am	Em	Am
that she's a	black magic woman and she's	try'in to make a devil out of	me.

Don't turn your back on me baby, don't turn your back on me baby,

Yes, don't turn your back on me baby, stop messin' around with your tricks.

Don't turn your back on me baby, 'cause you just might pick up my magic sticks.

solo

You got your spell on me baby, you got your spell on me baby,

Yes, you got your spell on me, baby, turnin' my heart into stone.

I need you so bad, magic woman, I can't leave you alone.

	Am
	Yes, I need you so bad; I need you, darlin'; I need you, darlin'.

Yes, I want you to love me; I want you to love me. Oh, Yeah! Oh-oh, yeah;

Yes, I need your love; Oh, I need your love so bad, I need your love...

18. Lover Lover Lover

Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: New Skin for the Old Ceremony (1974)

	Bm	Em	Bm
	I asked my	father, I said, "Father change my	name."

	Em	Bm
The one I'm u	sing now it's covered up with fear and filth and cowardice and	shame.

	G	D
Yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me,

	G	D
yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me.

	D	Em	Bm
	He said, "I	locked you in this body,I meant it as a kind of	trial.

	Em	Bm
You can	use it for a weapon, or to make some woman	smile."

	G	D
Yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me,

	G	D
yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me.

	D	Em	Bm
	"Then let me	start again," I cried, "Please let me start a	gain.

	Em	Bm
I want a	face that's fair this time, I want a spirit that is	calm."

	G	D
Yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me,

	G	D
yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me.

	\|:	Am	Em	:\| \|:	C	G	:\|

	D	Em	Bm
	"I never	never turned aside," he said, "I never walked a	way.

	Em	Bm
It was	you who built the temple, it was you who covered up my	face."

	G	D
Yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me,

	G	D
yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me.

	D	Em	Bm
	And may the	spirit of this song, may it rise up pure and	free.

	Em	Bm
May it	be a shield for you, a shield against the ene	my.

	G	D
Yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me,

	G	D
yes and	lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover, lover come	back to me.

19. 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 Man	hattan,	then we take Ber	lin.

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.

20. Albatross Again

Peter Green, text: Evert Jan Bouman

	\|:	E	F#m	:\|

Albatross Again

Evert Jan Bouman

Albatross, on your wings sails a king,

He offers you, he offers you

A golden ring.

Your nightly halo from dusk to dawn,

Makes the face of mother earth, face of mother earth,

it makes it frown, it makes it frown.

I want to see you with your eyes,

The Ocean surface, the Ocean surface,

A paradise, a paradise.

I hear you speak and sing,

I hear you speak and sing

About a snow white angel, a snow white angel

With a coal black ring, a coal black ring.

Albatross, borrow me your wings,

Albatross, borrow me your wings.

Then my blue heart, my ocean blue heart,

hear, it sings, Lord, it sings.

Albatross, on your wings sails a king,

Albatross, on your wings sails a king,.

I see his eyes, his coal black eyes

In that golden ring, that golden ring.

Da da da...

Jürgen: Gitarre

21. The Guests

Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: Recent Songs (1979)

	Em	D	C	D
	One by one,	the guests arrive,	the guests are coming	through.

	Em	D	C	E
	The open-hearted m	any,	the broken-hearted	few.

	A	D
And	no one knows where the	night is going

	A	D
And	no one knows why the	wine is flowing

	C
	Oh love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you

	E7	A
	now - - I need you	now.

And those who dance, begin to dance, those who weep begin

And "welcome, welcome" cries a voice "let all my guests come in."

And no one knows where the night is going

And no one knows why the wine is flowing

Oh love I need you, I need you, I need you, I need you

now - - I need you now.

And all go stumbling through that house, in lonely secrecy

Saying "do reveal yourself", or "why has thou forsaken me? "

And no one knows...

All at once, the torches flare, the inner door flies open

One by one, they enter there, in every style of passion

And no one knows...

And here they take their sweet repast, while house and grounds dissolve

And one by one the guests are cast, beyond the garden wall

And no one knows...

And those who dance, begin to dance, those who weep begin

Those who earnestly are lost, are lost and lost again

And no one knows...

One by one, the guests arrive, the guests are coming through

The open-hearted many, the broken-hearted few

And no one knows...

	intro:	\|:	C	Dm	G	G7	C	G	:\|
			Hu -	Hu -	Hu -	Hu -	Hu -	Hu.

22. Luise

Evert Jan Bouman

	C	Dm
	Luise von der Kasse, - Ich	find' dich einfach Klasse,

	G	G7	C	G
Dein ver	schmitztes Lächeln	im Ge	sicht.

	C	Dm
Durch	deine ranke, schlanke Gestalt - Fühl	ich mich nicht mehr alt;

	G	G7	C
Jedes	Wort ist leicht und	hat doch auch Ge	wicht.

	F	C
	Luise, Luise, eine	sanfte Frühlingsbrise

	Dm	G	C	C7
Im	Herbst, mit dem	Winter oh so	nah.

	F	C
	Luise, Luise, der	Duft der Sommerwiese,

	Dm	E	G	E	C
Seit ich	dich zum	ersten	Male	tanzen	sah,

	G7	C
	Cha Cha	Cha.

Aus deinen klaren Augen - Will ich dein Licht aufsaugen.

Deine Heiterkeit erfrischt mein müdes Herz.

Luise mein, vom ersten Tag, - Wusste ich dass ich dich mag.

Das ernste Wort entpuppt sich als ein Scherz.

Luise, Luise, eine sanfte Frühlingsbrise,

Im Herbst, mit dem Winter oh so nah.

Luise, Luise, der Duft der Sommerwiese,

Seit ich dich zum ersten Male tanzen sah, Cha Cha Cha.

Du bist jung und voller Kraft, - Stehst voll im Lebenssaft,

Schenkst mir davon in einem lieben Gruß.

Finden wir ein wenig Zeit - Für ein Stündchen nur zu zweit

Mit vielleicht einem Abschiedskuss zum Schluss.

Luise, Luise, eine sanfte Frühlingsbrise,

Im Herbst, mit dem Winter oh so nah.

Luise, Luise, der Duft der Sommerwiese,

Seit ich dich zum ersten Male tanzen sah, Cha Cha Cha.

23. 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 Mc	Kennedy, His eyes all	bloodshot and	red.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7	Em	Am
He	turned to the	crowd a	round 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 in	firmary, 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,...

24. Sunny Afternoon

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

Intro:

	\|:	Dm	A	:\|

	Dm	C7
The	taxman's taken	all my dough,

	F	C7
And	left me in my	stately home;

	A	Dm
	Lazin' on a sunny after	noon.

	Dm	C7
	And I can't	sail my yacht,

	F	C7
He's	taken every	thing I've got;

	A	Dm
	All I've got's this sunny after	noon.

	D7	G7
	Save me, save me, save me from this	greed,

	C7	F	A7
I got a big	fat mama tryin' to break	me.

	Dm	G7
And I	love to live so	pleasantly,

	Dm	G7	C7
	Live this life of	luxu	ry;

	F	A7	Dm
	Lazin' on a	sunny after	noon -

	A
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...

25. I Wanna Dance (Tock Tock)

Evert Jan Bouman

Boogie in E

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Tango

26. Das Lied der betenden Witwe

Evert Jan Bouman

	Am	G	Am
	Hörst du die Glocken, meine	Liebe? Sie	rufen!

	G	Am
Die alten Witwen, sie	eilen her	bei.

	G	F	E
Sie gehen auf die	Knie, vergessen	nie zu beten; - Auch für uns	zwei.

	Am	G	Am
Hörst du die	Glocken, meine	Liebe? Sie	läuten!

	G	Am
Die alten Witwen, sie	sind schon da	bei;

	G	F
Sie haben manches ge	sehen, können nicht alles ver	stehen,

	E
Doch sie wissen: Die Liebe macht	frei.

	Am	Dm	Am	Dm		Am
Es ist das	Lied der	betenden	Witwe, das überwindet,		was	quält.

	G	F
Es ist die Menschlich	keit - die die Wunden	heilt.

	E	Am	G	Am
Und die letztendlich	zählt, Weil sie das	Lied der	Witwe be	seelt.

Hörst du die Stimmen der scheinbaren Kleinen

Die flüstern in jeder Nacht?

Die haben niemals zerstört - und wer sie hört - Dem hat es Hoffnung gebracht.

Hörst du die Stimmen der stillen Streiter

die sich nicht beugen für Zwang oder Hass?

Sie haben nur eins im Sinn, nicht den baren Gewinn

Und nicht nur den billigen Spaß.

Es ist das Lied der betenden Witwe, ...

Hörst du die Herzen, meine Liebe? Sie schlagen

Den Rhythmus zum ewigen Tanz.

Für dich und für mich, nicht nur für sich, - Und nicht nur für Firlefanz.

Hörst du die Witwen, meine Liebe? Sie singen

Nicht für Ruhm, nicht für Applaus.

Doch mit dem himmlischen Preis gehen sie leis' - In Frieden wieder nach Haus'.

Es ist das Lied der betenden Witwe, ...

a) Am G | Am | Am G | Am | Am G | G F | F | F | E b) Am Dm | Am | Am Dm | Am | Am G | G F | F | E | Am G | Am |: Strophe: a,a Refrain: b (Jürgen 2.Stimme hoch) a :| Solo: a,a R: b,b Rumba gitano - un,dos,tres=>Schluss

27. Dance Me To The End Of Love

Leonard Cohen

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	Cm	Gm
	Dance me to your beauty with a	burning violin

	Cm	Gm
	Dance me through the panic 'til I'm	gathered safely in

	Cm	Gm
	Lift me like an olive branch and	be my homeward dove

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Dance me to the end of

love

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Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Dance me to the end of love, Dance me to the end of love.

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on

Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long

We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above

Dance me to the end of love, Dance me to the end of love.

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born

Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn

Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in

Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove

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	\|:	Dance me to the end of	love.	:\|

28. Bi- ba- bipolare Störung

Evert Jan Bouman

	D	A	D	A
Ich hab' 'ne	bi- ba- bi-polare	Störung - Und ich bin	schi- scha- schizoaffek	tiv.

	D	A
Man nennt das	Di- Da- Doppeldiag	nose,

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	\|:	Jedoch ich	bin nicht	ga- ga- agres	siv.	:\|

Der Psychiater spielt mit dem Computer, - Ich glaub' ihm fehlt einfach der gute Rat.

Was er verschreiben will, oh ja, das tut er;

|: Er sieht in mir nur den Psychopath'. :|

Mit dem Rezept geh ich dann zum Apotheker, - Er liest und denkt: "Der Typ, der ist verrückt."

Doch er lebt auch von den Verrückten;

|: Ich bin verrückt, er ist entzückt. :|

Er greift im Schub' neben der Kasse, - Taschentücher und ein bunter Stift.

Auch die Brillenputzer find' ich Klasse,

|: Ich gehe heim mit einer Tüte voller Gift. :|

Dann schluck ich die bunten, runden Pillen; - Für ein paar Stunden bin ich dann normal.

Ich gehe 'rum wie ein Zombie ohne Willen

|: Dank Ratiopharm und Dank Hexal. :|

Auch Alkohol sollte ich jetzt meiden, - Früh ins Bett und früh aufstehen.

Doch ich kann den Therapeut' nicht leiden,

|: Ich glaub er ist auch selber schizophren. :|

Ich schlafe durch und habe nicht mal Träume, - Mein kleiner Freund der ist fast impotent.

Ich hab' keine Kraft mehr um mich aufzubäumen,

|: Es reicht nicht mal für einen kleinen One-Night-Stand. :|

Ja ich bin mi- mo- manisch depressiv - Und ich schmeisse meine Pillen in die Ruhr.

Ja ich bin schi- scha- schizoaffektiv, - |: Doch ich will das Leben pur. :|

Ich sitze da und denke "Pustekuchen, - Ich will, weiss Gott, kein Normalo sein.

Soll der Teufel mich nochmal versuchen, - |: Gib mir Gesang mit Weibern und mit Wein." :|

	(	Ab	)
	( Akkor	deon Solo	)

Vier Wochen später, ihr könnt es leicht erraten, - War ich wieder in der Psychiatrie.

Zwischen den Kollegen Psychopathen, - Ohne die Pillen schaffe ich es nie;

Ich glaub' sie sind meine Dauertherapie. - Ich sage "Ja" zu der Chemie

"To be or not to be."

Harp: "G"

29. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Bob Dylan

	G

	D	G
You	must leave now, take what you need you	think will last.

	D	G
But	whatever you wish to keep you better	grab it fast!

	D	C	G
	Yonder stands your	orphan with his	gun;

	D	C	G
	Crying like a	fire in the	sun.

	B7	D
	Look out the Saints are comin'	through:

	\|:	Am	C	G	:\|
		It's all over	now, Baby	Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.

Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

The empty handed painter from your streets

Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets.

This sky too, is folding under you:

It's all over now, Baby Blue; It's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home.

All your reindeer armies, are all going home.

The lover who just walked out your door

Has taken all his blankets from the floor.

The carpet too, is moving under you:

It's all over now, Baby Blue; It's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stone behind, something calls for you.

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

The vagabond who's rapping at your door

Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

Strike another match, go start anew:

It's all over now, Baby Blue; It's all over now, Baby Blue.

30. Locomotive Breath

Ian Anderson / Jethro Tull: Aqualung (1971)

Intro:

	\|:	Bm	D	A	Bm	:\|
	x x x x x x x x x	/ / / /	/	/	/

	Bm	Bm			D		A		Bm
	In the shuffling madness

	Bm	Bm			D		A		Bm
	Of Locomotive Breath.

	Bm	Bm			D		A		F#
	Runs the all-time loser

	F#	F#		A		Bm
	Headlong to his death.

	Bm	Bm			D		A		Bm
	Oh! He feels the pistons scraping,

	Bm	Bm			D		A
	Steam Breaking on his brow:

	D	E	F#	A	E	F#
Old	Charlie stole the	handle - And the	train, it	won't	stop	going:

	F#	E	D	Bm
	no way	to	slow	down.

He sees his children jumping off

At stations one by one.

His woman and his best friend

In bed and having fun.

Oh! He's crawling down the corridor,

On his hands and knees.

Old Charlie stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going:

No way to slow down.

He hears the silence howling

Catches angels as they fall.

And the all-time winner

Has got him by the balls.

Oh he picks up gideon's Bible

Open at page one.

I thank God he stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going:

No way to slow down!

6/8 "Achtung Achtung... Wir schaffen das!

31. Am Strand von Duisburg

Evert Jan Bouman

	A	E	A
Wenn das Eis am	Pol geschmolzen	ist, - ist es Schluss mit Hollands Gnaden	frist.

	D	A	E7	A
Die blaue	Welle schwappt nach Holland '	rein, - das orange	Völkchen nistet sich in Deutschland	ein.

Wenn durch den Klimawechsel das Wasser stets steigt, - Sind die guten Deutschen den Holländern zugeneigt.

Die Nordseeküste grenzt dann ans Revier, - Dann gibt's eine Überdosis rohen Matjes hier.

	D	A	E	A
Am Strand von	Duisburg gibt's Frikandel Spe	zial, Am Strand von	Duisburg ist es Schluss mit Mo	ral.

	D	A	Bm	E	A
Es wird ge	schluckt, geliebt und ständig wird ge	kifft; Und wer's nicht	will der wird nach	Übersee ver	schifft.

	E	A
(	A- -	hoi)

Wenn das Wasser kommt ist Holland in Not, - Dann gibt's in Deutschland endlich leckeres schwammiges Brot.

In den Tomaten wird das Wasser harmlos gemacht, - Doch es reicht nicht aus, Holland verschwindet über Nacht.

Erst waren sie Nachbarn, doch dann sind sie da. - Sie verkaufen hier Tulpen und Vanille Vla.

Klocken auf Klompen hinter jedem Ball, - Lassen sich nicht lumpen, sie sind jetzt überall.

Am Strand von Duisburg...

Es wird hier bunt, fröhlich wie noch nie; - Sie gründen hier eine neue Monarchie.

Und ich, ich werde dann euer König sein, - Mein Zepter wird grob, doch der Zwirn bleibt fein.

Und jedes Fahrrad heißt hier dann "Fiets", - Und wer's nicht hören will oder kann, mein Freund, der sieht's.

In jeder Stadt gibt's einen Wohnwagenpark, - Das "orangene Elftal" wird wird unbesiegbar stark.

Am Strand von Duisburg...

Sie trinken Jenever zu Kibbeling, - Sie bauen in jeder Stadt einen Grachtenring.

Und in Dortmund trinkt man Grolsch und Heineken Bier, - Und Ruhrpottdam heißt dann die Hauptstadt vom Revier.

Wir sind alle Germanen, die Wurzeln sind gleich, - Wir bauen zusammen einen riesigen Deich.

Aus jedem Liter Milch wird "Gouda Kaas" gemacht, - "Guten Morgen Deutschland" und "Holland, Gute Nacht".

Am Strand von Duisburg...

32. Tower of Song

Leonard Cohen/Leonard Cohen: I'm your Man (1988)

	G
Well my	friends are gone and my hair is grey,

I ache in the places where I used to play,

	C	G
And I'm	crazy for love but I'm not coming	on.

	D	C	G
I'm just	paying my rent every	day - In the Tower of	Song.

I said to Hank Williams: How lonely does it get?

Hank Williams hasn't answered yet.

But I hear him coughing all night long.

A hundred floors above me - In the Tower of Song.

I was born like this, I had no choice.

I was born with the gift of a golden voice,

And twenty-seven angels from the Great beyond,

They tied me to this table right here - In the Tower of Song.

So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll.

I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all.

I'm standing by the window where the light is strong.

They don't let a woman kill you, not - In the Tower of Song.

Now you can say that I've grown bitter, but of this you may be sure:

The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor,

And there's a mighty judgement coming. But I may be wrong:

You see, you hear these funny voices - In the Tower of Song.

Bridge

	Em	D
	I see you standing on the	other side.

	Em	D
	I don't know how the river	got so wide.

	C	G
I	loved you, baby, way back	when,

	Em	D
	And all the bridges are burning that we	might have crossed.

	Em	D
	But I feel so close to everything	that we lost,

	C	D
We'll	never have to lose it a	gain.

I bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back.

They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track.

But You'll be hearing from me, baby, Long after I'm gone.

I'll be speaking to you sweetly from a window - In the Tower of Song.

33. Das Fundament der Liebe

Text: Christiane Lauf, Musik: Evert Jan Bouman

	Gmaj7	Am6	Gmaj7	Am6
	Das Fundament der	Liebe,	ist Aufrichtig	keit.

	Gmaj7	Am6	Gmaj7	Am6
	Das Fundament der	Liebe,	Ehrlichkeit zu	Zweit.

	Gmaj7	Am6	Gmaj7	Am6
	Das Fundament der	Liebe,	die Treue gibt ihm	Kraft.

	\|:	C	Bdim	E	E7/D	C	B	Am	:\|
	\|: Für	Dich und	mich‚ so	dass	es	Freu	de	schafft.	:\|

	C	Am	C	Am
	So werden wir ver	suchen -	Auf diesem Fundament zu	bauen.

	C	Am
	Wir setzen Stein auf	Stein.

	\|:	E	E7/D	C	B	Am	:\|
	\|:Die	Lie	be	schafft	Ver	trauen.	:\|

	C	Am	C	Am
	Also werden wir ver	suchen, -	Auf diesem Fundament zu	bauen.

	C	Am
	Während wir heiter und ver	bunden,

	\|:	E	E7/D	C	B	Am	:\|
	\|:Uns	in	die	Au	gen	schauen.	:\|

Ja dann sehen wir mehr, erleben Neue Welt.

Die Verlockung drängt sich auf, doch die Verlockung fällt.

Der quälende Gedanke, hält nicht lange stand.

Nichts wird mehr entzweit, wir haben es erkannt.

Auf dem Fundament der Liebe, tanzend Hand in Hand.

So werden wir versuchen, - Auf diesem Fundament zu bauen.

Wir setzen Stein auf Stein.

Die Liebe schafft Vertrauen, - Die Liebe schafft Vertrauen.

Also werden wir versuchen, - auf diesem Fundament zu bauen.

Während wir heiter und verbunden,

Uns in die Augen schauen, - Uns in die Augen schauen.

Albatross Again	20
Am Strand von Duisburg	31
Bi- ba- bipolare Störung	28
Bird on the Wire	11
Black Magic Woman	17
Dance Me To The End Of Love	27
Das Fundament der Liebe	33
Das Lied der betenden Witwe	26
First we Take Manhattan	19
Hey Joe	4
Hoochie Coochie Man	8
I Wanna Dance (Tock Tock)	25
I'm A Stranger Here	6
Ich will leben	16
It's All Over Now, Baby Blue	29
Johnny B. Goode	12
Kopf Hoch	10
Locomotive Breath	30
Lover Lover Lover	18
Luise	22
Ring of Fire	1
Samba pa Ti	3
Save The Last Dance For Me	5
School's Out	2
St. James Infirmary	23
Sunny Afternoon	24
Suzanne	9
The Guests	21
The Wind Cries Mary	13
Tonight Will be Fine	15
Tower of Song	32
Widder	14
Wovon Ich singe	7

Tarnowitzick Maitage Herdecke (06.05.2018)

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1. Ring of Fire

June Carter & Merle Kilgore / Johnny Cash (1963)

2. School's Out

Alice Cooper, Glen Buxton, Michael Bruce, Dennis Dunaway, Neal Smith / Alice Cooper: School's Out (1972)

3. Samba pa Ti

Carlos Santana / Santana: Abraxas (1970)

4. Hey Joe

Jimi Hendrix

5. Save The Last Dance For Me

Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman / the Drifters (1960)

6. I'm A Stranger Here

Brownie McGhee & Sonny Terry (1960)

7. Wovon Ich singe

Evert Jan Bouman

8. Hoochie Coochie Man

Willie Dixon / Muddy Waters (1954 )

9. Suzanne

Leonard Cohen

10. Kopf Hoch

Evert Jan Bouman

11. Bird on the Wire

Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: Sogs from a Room (1969)

12. Johnny B. Goode

Chuck Berry (1958)

13. The Wind Cries Mary

Jimi Hendrix

14. Widder

Evert Jan Bouman

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15. Tonight Will be Fine

Leonard Cohen : Songs from a Room (1969)

16. Ich will leben

Evert Jan Bouman

17. Black Magic Woman

Peter Green / Fleetwood Mac

18. Lover Lover Lover

Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: New Skin for the Old Ceremony (1974)

19. First we Take Manhattan

Leonard Cohen

20. Albatross Again

Peter Green, text: Evert Jan Bouman

21. The Guests

Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: Recent Songs (1979)

22. Luise

Evert Jan Bouman

23. St. James Infirmary

trad.

24. Sunny Afternoon

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

25. I Wanna Dance (Tock Tock)

Evert Jan Bouman

26. Das Lied der betenden Witwe

Evert Jan Bouman

27. Dance Me To The End Of Love

Leonard Cohen

28. Bi- ba- bipolare Störung

Evert Jan Bouman

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29. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Bob Dylan

30. Locomotive Breath

Ian Anderson / Jethro Tull: Aqualung (1971)

31. Am Strand von Duisburg

Evert Jan Bouman

32. Tower of Song

Leonard Cohen/Leonard Cohen: I'm your Man (1988)

33. Das Fundament der Liebe

Text: Christiane Lauf, Musik: Evert Jan Bouman

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