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Tarnowitzick 30. Geburtstag Selma (30.06.2018)

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  1. Ring of Fire

June Carter & Merle Kilgore / Johnny Cash (1963)

Intro: G C G G D G
|: / / / / | / / / / :|
G C G G D G
Love is a burnin' thing and it makes a fiery ring.
G C G G D 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 D G
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. Wovon Ich singe

Evert Jan Bouman

A E
Und jetzt mein letztes sauberes Hemd - Und wie immer mit leeren Taschen.
E7 A
Im Spiegel bin ich mir selber fremd - Und stolper' über die leeren Flaschen.
A7 D / / / | Dm / / / / |
Familienfotos im Schub im Schrank - Und zwischendrin ein goldener Ring.
A Bm E A
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. 
D A
Für mich war Leben ein Farbenspiel, - Nach vorne streben, doch ohne Ziel.
D A
Rutscht man herunter, klettert man hinauf, - Man nimmt sein Schicksal nicht nur in Kauf.
|: Bm E A :|
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. 

  3. School's Out

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

Em (A) Em (G) Em (A) (G) E-|------------------------------------------| B-|------------------------------------------| main riff G-|---------14-----------12----------14---12-| D-|-14--14--14---14--14--12--14--14--14------| (repeat through verse) A-|-14--14-------14--14------12--14----------| E-|-12-----------12----------12--------------|
Em
Well we got no choice, All girls and boys,
Making all that noise, Cause they found new toys. 
C D Eb
Well we cant salute you can't find the flag. If that don't suit you that's a drag!
Gm Bb C Fm - Gm Gm Bb C Fm - Gm
Schools out for summer, schools out for ever,
Gm Bb C F-Gm A G F
School's been blown to pieces.
C D C D C D C D C D C D C D C D Em - A Em - G Em - A - G
No more pencils, no more bo-oks, no more teachers, dirty lo-oks.
 
Em
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. 
 
Gm Bb C Fm - Gm Gm Bb C F-Gm
School's out for summer, School's out for ever,
Gm Bb C Fm - Gm A G F
School's been blown to pieces.
C D C D C D C D C D C D C D C D Em - A Em - G Em - A - G
No more pencils, no more bo-oks, no more teachers, dirty lo-oks.
C D C D C D C D C D C D C D
Out for summer, Out till fa-all, We might not go back at all.
 
Gm Bb C Fm - Gm Gm Bb C Fm - Gm
School's out for ever, School's out for summer,
Gm Bb C F Gm Gm Bb C Fm - Gm
School's out with fever, School's out completely.

  4. Samba pa Ti

Carlos Santana / Santana: Abraxas (1970)

|: | G | Bm | Em | Am7 | G | Bm | Em | Am7 |
|: - | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / |
| D | Am7 | D | | Am | Bm | Am | D :|
| / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | - | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / - :|
| | G | Bm | Am | D | G | Bm | Am | D |
| - | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / |
double time (repeat & fade out):
|: G | Am :|
|: / / / / | / / / / :|

  5. Hey Joe

Jimi Hendrix

C G D A E E E/G E E/G E
Hey Joe where ya' goin' with that gun in your hand?
C G D A E E7
I said hey Joe where ya goin' with that gun in your hand?
C G
I'm goin' out to find my woman now,
D A E E7
She's been runnin' round with some other man
C G
I said I'm goin' out to find my woman now!
D A E E7
She's been runnin' 'round with some other man
 
Hey Joe tell me what are you gonna do? 
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? 
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. 

  6. Save The Last Dance For Me

Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman / the Drifters (1960)

G D
You can dance, every dance with the guy who gives you the eye, Let him hold you tight!
D7 G
You can smile, every smile for the man who held your hand 'Neath the pale moonlight.
G C C7 G
But Don't forget who's taking you home And in whose arms you're gonna be:
D D7 G
So darling, save the last dance for me!
 
G D
Oh I know that the music is fine like sparkling wine, Go and have your fun!
D7 G
Laugh and sing but while we're apart Don't give your heart to anyone!
G C C7 G
But Don't forget who's taking you home And in whose arms you're gonna be:
D D7 G
So darling, save the last dance for me!
bridge
G D G
Baby don't you know I love you so, Can't you feel it when we touch?
D G
I will never never let you go Cause I love you oh so much.
 
G D
You can dance, go and carry on, Till the night is gone and it's time to go.
D7 G
If he asks, if you're all alone, can he take you home, You must tell him No.
G C C7 G
But Don't forget who's taking you home And in whose arms you're gonna be:
D D7 G
So darling, save the last dance for me!
solo
G C C7 G
But Don't forget who's taking you home And in whose arms you're gonna be:
D D7 G
So darling, save the last dance for me!
D D7 G D D7 G
Mm-mh, Save the last dance for me! Mm-mh, Save the last dance for me!

Harp "D"

  7. I'm A Stranger Here

Brownie McGhee & Sonny Terry (1960)

A A7
I'm a stranger here, just blow'd in your town, Oh, yes, I am!
D A
I'm a stranger here, just blow'd in your town.
E7 D7 A E7
Well, because 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! 
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. 

Harp "D"

  8. Hoochie Coochie Man

Willie Dixon / Muddy Waters (1954 )

E/G/E/G A
The gypsy woman told my mother,
E/G/E/G A
Before I was born
E/G/E/G A
I got a boy child's comin',
E/G/E/G A
He's gonna be a son of a gun
E/G/E/G A
He gonna make pretty women's,
E/G/E/G A
jump and shout
E/G/E/G A
Then the world wanna know,
E/G/E/G A A A7
what this all about
D
But you know I'm him,
D7 A
everybody knows I'm him
E
Well you know I'm the hoochie coochie man,
D D7 A E7
everybody 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

E
Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river,
F#m
You can hear the boat go by, and you spend the night beside her.
E
And you know that she's half crazy, but that's why you want to be there
G#m A
And she feeds you tea and oranges that come all the way from China.
E F#m
And when you mean to tell her that you have no love to give her.
E
Then she gets you on her wave-length
F#m E
And she lets the river answer that you’ve always been her lover.
G#m A
And you want to travel with her, and you want to travel blind,
E F#m
And you know she will trust you for you’ve touched her perfect body
E
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

|: E A B E :|
E A
Du bist einzigartig, du bist uniek,
B E
Ein Bild für die Götter, ein Mosaik.
E A
Du bist gewollt und du bist echt.
B E
Und ohne dich ist mir gar nichts recht.
E
Deine Fehler sind Chancen,
A
Dein Versagen der Start.
B E
Du bist wunderbar von hart bis zart.
E A
Kopf hoch! Mensch, du bist grandios,
B E
Und ohne dich ist hier gar nichts los.
E A
Kopf hoch! Mensch, du bist einfach gut.
B E
Steh zu dir selber, absolut.
E A B E
Kopf hoch, und wenn der Nacken dreckig ist.
A B E
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 
 

Harp A

 11. Bird on the Wire

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

A E A D
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir,
A E A Asus4 A
I have tried in my way to be free.
 
A E A D
Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old-fashioned book,
A E A Asus4 A
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
D A
If I, if I have been unkind,
Bm A
I hope that you can just let it go by.
D A
If I, if I have been untrue,
Bm E
I hope you know it was never to you.
 
A E A D
Like a baby stillborn, like a beast with his horn,
A E A Asus4 A
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
 
A E A D
But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong!
A E A Asus4 A
I will make it all up to thee.
D A
I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch.
Bm A
He said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
D A
And a pretty woman leaning in her darkened door,
Bm E
She cried to me, "Hey, why not ask for more?"
A E A D
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir,
A E D A
I have tried in my way to be free
Boogie

 12. Johnny B. Goode

Chuck Berry (1958)

E
Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens, 
A
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
E
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
B
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
E
But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.
E
Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
E
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
B E
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! 
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! 
Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode! 

Harp: "G"

 13. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue (Gesang: Michael)

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. 

 14. The Wind Cries Mary

Jimi Hendrix

Intro
|: D (I.) D# E - - - D (octave) C# D - - - :|
B A E
After all the jacks are in their boxes
B A E
And the clowns have all gone to bed
B A E
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street
F# A D D# E
Footsteps dressed in red
F# A C C# D - - - C C# D
And the wind whispers Mary
 
B A E
A broom is drearily sweeping
B A E
Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
B A E
Somewhere a queen is weeping
F# A D D# E
Somewhere a king has no wife
F# A D D# E - - - D D# E
And the wind cries Mary
Solo
 
B A E
The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow
B A E
And shine the emptyness down on my bed.
B A E
The tiny island sags downstream
F# A D D# E
'Cause the life that lived is dead.
F# A D D# E - - - D D# E
And the wind screams Mary
 
B A E
Will the wind ever remember
B A E
The names it has blown in the past.
B A E
With it's crutch, it's old age, and it's wisdom,
F# A D D# E
It whispers no, this will be the last.
F# A D D# E - - - D D# E - - - D D# E - - - D D# E
And the wind cries Mary

 15. Rockin' All Over The World

John Fogerty / John Fogerty: John Fogerty (1975)

D
Well, a-here-we-are, a-here-we-are, a-here we go,
G
Four in the mornin', gonna hittin' the road,
D A D
Here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world!
 
D
Well, a-geedee-up, a-geedee-up, a-get away,
G D
We're goin' crazy, and we're goin' today, here we go-oh!
A D
Rockin' all over the world!
D
And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it,
G D A D
I la-la-like it, la-la-like, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world!
solo
D
Well, I'm gonna tell your Mama what I'm gonna do,
G D
We're going out tonight with our dancin' shoes, Here we go-oh!
A D
Rockin' all over the world!
D
And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it,
G D A D
I la-la-like it, la-la-like, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world!
 
D
And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it,
G D A D
I la-la-like it, la-la-like, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world!
 
D
And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it,
G D A D
I la-la-like it, la-la-like, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world!
 
D
And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it,
G D A D
I la-la-like it, la-la-like, here we go-oh! Rockin' all over the world!
In the night... (fade out) 

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

 16. Am Strand von Duisburg

Evert Jan Bouman

A E A
Wenn das Eis am Pol geschmolzen ist, - ist es Schluss mit Hollands Gnadenfrist.
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 Spezial, Am Strand von Duisburg ist es Schluss mit Moral.
D A Bm E A
Es wird geschluckt, geliebt und ständig wird gekifft; Und wer's nicht will der wird nach Übersee verschifft.
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... 

_________________ 2. Teil _________________

 17. Tonight Will be Fine

Leonard Cohen : Songs from a Room (1969)

standard Gesang: Johnny
A E A
Sometimes I find I get to thinking of the past.
A E A
We swore to each other then that our love would surely last.
E A
You kept right on loving, I went on a fast,
E A
Now I am too thin and your love is too vast.
D A D A
But I know from your eyes, And I know from your smile:
D A
That tonight will be fine, will be fine, will be fine,
E E7 A
Will be fine for a while.
Blues/Soul Gesang Christiane
A E A
I choose the rooms that I live in with care.
A E A
The windows are small and the walls almost bare.
E7 G D7 A
There's only one bed and there's only - only one prayer.
C E7
I listen all night for your step on the stair.
D7 A7 D7 A7
But I know from your eyes, And I know from your smile:
D7 A7
That tonight will be fine, will be fine, will be fine,
E E7 A
Will be fine for a while.
standard Gesang: Johnny
A E A
Oh sometimes I see her undressing for me.
A E A
She's the soft naked lady love meant her to be.
E A
And she's moving her body so brave and so free.
E A
If I've got to remember that's a fine memory.
D A D A
But I know from your eyes, And I know from your smile:
D A
That tonight will be fine, will be fine, will be fine,
E E7 A
Will be fine for a while.
La la la... 

 18. Ich will leben

Evert Jan Bouman

riff: | A / / / | G / / / | D - / - C / | A / / / |
A E
Ich will kein Gebot, ich will kein Surrogat. Ich will leben.
A
Und kein Geschwätz, gib mir lieber eine Tat. Ich will leben.
E
Ich will mich nicht ducken und schweigen aus Angst. Ich will leben.
alle A
Ich will zusehen wie du um mich bangst. Ich will leben.
| D mit til+christiane A
Ich 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. 
|: A G D C A :| A E A E D A D A E |: A G D C A :|
|:riff :|solo |:riff :|
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. 

 19. 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... 

 20. 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 using 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 again.
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 away.
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 enemy.
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.

 21. 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. 

 22. Albatross Again

Peter Green, text: Evert Jan Bouman

|: E F#m :|
Albatross Again 
Evert Jan Bouman 
 
Albatross, on your wings sails a king, 
Albatross, on your wings sails a king, 
He offers you, he offers you 
A golden ring. 
 
Your nightly halo from dusk to dawn, 
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, 
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

 23. 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 many, 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... 

Harp: "C"

 24. Green, Green Grass Of Home

Curly Putman / Tom Jones (1966)

C F C
The old home town looks the same as I step down from the train,
C G7
And there to meet me is my mama and papa.
C C7 F F
Down the road I look and there runs Mary, hair of gold and lips like cherries,
C G G7 C F C
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
C C7 F
Yes, they'll all come to meet me, arms a-reaching, smiling sweetly;
C G G7 C F C
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
 
C F C
The old house is still standing, though the paint is cracked and dry,
C G7
And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on;
C C7 F
Down the lane I walk and with my sweet Mary, hair of gold an lips like cherries;
C G G7 C F C
it's good to touch the green, green grass of home.
 
spoken
Then I awake and look around me, at the four gray walls that surround me; 
And I realize that I was only dreaming. 
For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre. Arm and arm we'll walk at daybreak, 
Again I'll touch the green, green grass of home. 
C C7 F
Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree;
C G G7 C F C
As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home.

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

 25. Luise

Evert Jan Bouman

C Dm
Luise von der Kasse, - Ich find' dich einfach Klasse,
G G7 C G
Dein verschmitztes Lächeln im Gesicht.
C Dm
Durch deine ranke, schlanke Gestalt - Fühl ich mich nicht mehr alt;
G G7 C
Jedes Wort ist leicht und hat doch auch Gewicht.
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. 

 26. St. James Infirmary (Gesang Jürgen)

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,... 
X:1 L:1/4 K:Em E/2>G/2 | "Em"B B "Am"A A | "Em"G E2 w:I went down to old Joe's bar-room E/2>G/2 | B B "C"e c | "B7"B3 w:On the cor-ner by the square E/2>G/2 | "Em"B B "Am"A A | "Em"G E2 w:Well, the drinks were served as us-ual, (E/2F/2) | "C"G (G/2E/2) ("B7"B/2A/2) G | "Em"E2 "Am"z w:And the us-ual_ crowd_ was there. (E/2F/2) | "Em"G (G/2E/2) ("B7"B,/2C/2) D | "Em"E3 |] w:And the us-ual_ crowd_ was there.

 27. Sunny Afternoon (Gesang Jürgen)

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 afternoon.
Dm C7
And I can't sail my yacht,
F C7
He's taken everything I've got;
A Dm
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.
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 luxury;
F A7 Dm
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon -
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... 

 28. I Wanna Dance (Tock Tock)

Evert Jan Bouman

Boogie in E
| E | | | | A | |
|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|
| E | | B7 | A7 | E | B7 |
|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|/ / / /|
 

Tango

 29. 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 herbei.
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 dabei;
G F
Sie haben manches gesehen, können nicht alles verstehen,
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 Menschlichkeit - die die Wunden heilt.
E Am G Am
Und die letztendlich zählt, Weil sie das Lied der Witwe beseelt.
 
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

 30. Dance Me To The End Of Love

Leonard Cohen

|: Cm Gm :| |: D7/A Gm :|
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
|: D7/A Gm :| Cm Gm D7/A Gm
|: Dance me to the end of love :|
 
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 
|: D7/A Gm :| 3x
|:Dance me to the end of love. :|

 31. Bi- ba- bipolare Störung

Evert Jan Bouman

D A D A
Ich hab' 'ne bi- ba- bi-polare Störung - Und ich bin schi- scha- schizoaffektiv.
D A
Man nennt das Di- Da- Doppeldiagnose,
|: Bm G A :|
|: Jedoch ich bin nicht ga- ga- agressiv. :|
 
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 )
( Akkordeon 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." 

_________________ Zugaben _________________

 32. Locomotive Breath - Gesang Jürgen

Ian Anderson / Jethro Tull: Aqualung (1971)

Intro:
|: Em G D Em :|
x x x x x x x x x / / / / / / /
 
Em Em G D Em
In the shuffling madness
Em Em G D Em
Of Locomotive Breath.
Em Em G D B
Runs the all-time loser
B B D Em
Headlong to his death.
Em Em G D Em
Oh! He feels the pistons scraping,
Em Em G D
Steam Breaking on his brow:
G A B D A B
Old Charlie stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going:
B A G Em
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! 

 33. Widder

Evert Jan Bouman

C Am Dm G
C Am Dm G
Widder, wetze deine Hörner, Widder, zaghaft geht nicht mehr.
C Am Dm G
Geballt, gebückt, kräftig stoßen, Alleine vorwärts ohne Heer.
 
C Am Dm G
Du, du, du kannst dich nicht verstecken, Die Zeit tickt weiter, fließt und fließt.
C Am Dm G
Kein Zurück mehr, vorwärts, Widder, Das frische Gras sprießt und sprießt.
F C F C
Merke, Widder, aus der Stille, Wird der Angriff dir gelingen.
F C G - C G
Wider deinen Widderwillen Kann kein Strohmann dich bezwingen.
 
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. 

 34. 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 again.
 
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. 

 35. Joan of Arc

Leonard Cohen / Leonard Cohen: Songs of Love and Hate (1971)

G D
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
C G
As she came riding through the dark.
A D
No moon to keep her armour bright,
A G D
No man to get her through this (dark and) very smoky night.
 
She said, "I'm tired of the war. 
I want the kind of work I had before, 
A wedding dress or something white 
To wear upon my swollen appetite." 
D/A D Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la,
C G D G
La la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la.
 
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way, 
You know I've watched you riding every day. 
And something in me yearns to win 
Such a cold and lonesome heroine. 
 
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke 
To the one beneath the smoke. 
"Why, I'm fire," he replied 
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride." - La la la... 
 
"Then fire, make your body cold 
I'm going to give you mine to hold," 
Saying this she climbed inside 
To be his one, to be his only bride. 
 
And deep into his fiery heart 
He took the dust of Joan of Arc. 
And high above the wedding guests 
He hung the ashes of her wedding dress. - La la la... 
 
It was deep into his fiery heart 
He took the dust of Joan of Arc. 
And then she clearly understood: 
If he was fire, oh then she must be wood. 
 
I saw her wince, I saw her cry, 
I saw the glory in her eye. 
Myself I long for love and light, 
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? - La la la... 

 36. Das Fundament der Liebe

Text: Christiane Lauf, Musik: Evert Jan Bouman

Gmaj7 Am6 Gmaj7 Am6
Das Fundament der Liebe, ist Aufrichtigkeit.
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 Freude schafft. :|
C Am C Am
So werden wir versuchen - Auf diesem Fundament zu bauen.
C Am
Wir setzen Stein auf Stein.
|: E E7/D C B Am :|
|:Die Liebe schafft Vertrauen.:|
 
C Am C Am
Also werden wir versuchen, - Auf diesem Fundament zu bauen.
C Am
Während wir heiter und verbunden,
|: E E7/D C B Am :|
|:Uns in die Augen 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. 
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Bird on the Wire11
Black Magic Woman19
Dance Me To The End Of Love30
Das Fundament der Liebe36
Das Lied der betenden Witwe29
First we Take Manhattan21
Green, Green Grass Of Home24
Hey Joe5
Hoochie Coochie Man8
I Wanna Dance (Tock Tock)28
I'm A Stranger Here7
Ich will leben18
It's All Over Now, Baby Blue (Gesang: Michael)13
Joan of Arc35
Johnny B. Goode12
Kopf Hoch10
Locomotive Breath - Gesang Jürgen32
Lover Lover Lover20
Luise25
Ring of Fire1
Rockin' All Over The World15
Samba pa Ti4
Save The Last Dance For Me6
School's Out3
St. James Infirmary (Gesang Jürgen)26
Sunny Afternoon (Gesang Jürgen)27
Suzanne9
The Guests23
The Wind Cries Mary14
Tonight Will be Fine17
Tower of Song34
Widder33
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