Black Is The Colour

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Demo pw (opname 11/2012) : Klik hier

Am F G  Am    Black is the colour of my true loves hair
F   C   E7     Her lips are like some roses fair
F   C   E7     She had the sweetest smile and the gentelest hands
F   G   Am    And I love the ground whereon she stands


Am F G  Am    I love my love and well she knows
F   C   E7     I love the ground whereon she goes
F   C   E7     I wish the day it soon would come
F   G   Am    When she and I would be as one


Am F G  Am    I go to the clyde and I mourn and weep
F   C   E7     For satisfied I ne 'er can be
F   C   E7     I wrote her a letter just a few short lines
F   G   Am    And suffer death a thousand times

Wild Mountain Thyme

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(G) D G D     Oh, the summer time is coming,
D G D          And the trees are blooming,
D G D Bm     And the wild mountain thyme
Em  G          Grows around the blooming heather.
 
G D G D       Will you go, lassie, will you go?
D G D          And we'll all go together
D G D Bm     To pluck wild mountain thyme
Em G           All around the blooming heather,
G D G D       Will you go, lassie, go?
 
(G) D G D    I will build my love a bower
D G D         Near yon pure crystal fountain,
D G D Bm    and on it I will pile
Em G          all the flowers of the mountain
 
(G) D G D    If my true love, she were gone
D G D          I would surely find another
D G D Bm    were the wild mountain thyme
Em G          Grows around the blooming heather

IT AIN'T ME BABE (Bob Dylan)

Demo pw (opname 11/2012) : Klik hier

G C G D G    Go 'way from my window leave at your own chosen speed
G C G D G    I'm not the one you want, Babe, I'm not the one you need.
Bm Am Bm Am  You say you're looking for someone never weak but always strong
Bm Am Bm Am  To protect you and defend you whether you are right or wrong

C D      Someone to open each and every door
  G     But it ain't me, Babe,
C D G     No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
C D G     It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

G C G D G    Go lightly from the ledge, Babe, go lightly on the ground,
G C G D G    I'm not the one you want, Babe, I will only let you down.
Bm Am Bm Am  You say you're looking for someone
Bm Am Bm Am  who will promise never to part
Bm Am Bm Am  Someone to close his eyes for you, someone to close his heart

C D      Someone who will die for you and more
  G     But it ain't me, Babe,
C D G     No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
C D G     It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

G C G D G    Go melt back in the night, Babe, everything inside is made of stone,
G C G D G    There's nothing in here moving and anyway I'm not alone
Bm Am Bm Am  You say you're looking for someone
Bm Am Bm Am  Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
Bm Am Bm Am  To gather flowers constantly and to come each time you call

C D      A love of your life and nothing more
  G     But it ain't me, Babe,
C D G     No, no, no, it ain't me, Babe,
C D G     It ain't me you're looking for, Babe.

The Wild Rover :: Traditional

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G C           I've been a wild rover for many a year
G C D7 G   I spent all me money on whiskey and beer
G C           But now I'm returning with gold in great store
G C  D7 G  And I never will play the wild rover no more
 
chorus:
 
D7 G C     And it's no nay never, no nay never no more
G C D7 G  Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more

G C           I went in to an alehouse I used to frequent
G C D7 G   And I told the landlady me money was spent
G C           I asked her for credit, she answered me "Nay!"
G C D7 G  "Such custom as yours I could have any day!"
 
chorus
 
G C            I took out of me pocket ten sovereigns bright
G C D7 G    And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
G C            She said: "I have whiskeys and wines on the best!
G C  D7  G  And the words that I told you were only in jest!"
 
chorus
 
G C             I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
G C D7 G    And ask them to pardon their prodigal son
G C            And when they've caressed me as oftimes before
G C D7 G    I never will play the wild rover no more.
 
chorus (x2)

All Along The Watchtower

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Am                G                F           G   Am
There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
Buisness men they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None would ever compromise
Nobody of this world
 
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that
And this is not our place
So let us stop talking falsely now
The hour's getting late
 
All along the watchtower
Princess kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
 
All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower
 
Andere akkoordcombinaties ::
 
1. Bm/A          G         A  Bm
2. Jimi Hendrix (A, Am, Bm, Bm/A, F, G)

Bring it on home to me

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G D             If you ever change your mind
G G7 C        About leaving, leaving me behind
G                Oh, bring it to me
D C             Bring your sweet loving
D G             Bring it on home to me


G D             You know I laughed, when you left
G G7 C        But now I know, I only hurt myself
G                Oh, bring it to me
D C             Bring your sweet loving
D G             Bring it on home to me
C G D         (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

G D             I'll give you jewelry, money too
G G7 C        And that's not all, all I'd do for you
G                Oh, bring it to me
D C             Bring your sweet loving
D G             Bring it on home to me
C G D         (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

G D             You know I'll always be your slave
G G7 C        till I'm dead, and buried in my grave
G                Oh, bring it to me
D C             Bring your sweet loving
D G             Bring it on home to me
C G D         (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Herhaal vers 1

Loch Lomond :: Bonnie Bonnie Banks of  Loch Lomond

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By [C]yon bonnie [Am]banks and by [Dm]yon bonnie [G]braes,
Where the [C]sun shines [Am]bright on Loch [F]Lo[G]mond,
Where [F]me and my [C]true love were [Dm]ever wunt to [F]gae,
[G7]On the [C]bonnie, bonnie [F]banks [Em]o' Loch [Dm]Lo[G7][C]mond.
 
Oh, [C]ye'll take the [Am]high road and [Dm]I'll take the [G]low road,
And [C]I'll be in [Am]Scotland a[F]fore [G]ye,
But [F]me and my [C]true love will [Dm]never meet a[F]gain
[G7]On the [C]bonnie, bonnie [F]banks [Em]o' Loch [Dm]Lo[G7][C]mond.
 
'Twas [C]there that we [Am]parted in [Dm]yon shady [G]glen,
On the [C]steep, steep [Am]side o'Ben [F]Lo[G]mon',
Where [F]in purple [C]hue the [Dm]Hieland hills we [F]view,
[G7]An' the [C]moon coming [F]out [Em]in the [Dm]gloa[G7][C]min'.
 
The [C]wee birdies [Am]sing and the [Dm]wild flowers [G]spring,
And in [C]sunshine the [Am]waters are [F]slee[G]pin',
But [F]my broken [C]heart it [Dm]kens nae second [F]spring,
[G7]Tho' the [C]waefu' may [F]cease [Em]frae their [Dm]gree[G7][C]tin'.
 
1. By yon bonnie banks, and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright, on Loch Lomond
Where me and my true love, were ever wont to gae,
On the bonnie bonnie banks, of Loch Lomond
 
Oh ye'll tak' the high road An’ I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in scotland afore ye
For me and my true love will never meet
Again on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
 
2. We'll meet where we parted, in yon shady glen
On the steep steep side, of Ben Lomond
Where in purple hue, the hie-lands hills we view
And the moon looks out, frae the gloamin’
 
3. Still fair is the scene, but ah! how changed
Are the hopes that we fondly cherished
Like a wa-t'ry gleam, like a morning dream
On Cul-lo-dens field, they ha'e per-rished
 
4. The wild flowers spring, and the wee birds sing
And in sun-shine the waters, are sleepin’
But the broken heart, a kens nae second spring
And re-sign'd we may be, tho' we're greetin’

Drie Schuintamboers

Demo pw : klik hier


G                                       D7
Drie schuintamboers, die kwamen uit het oosten

Drie schuintamboers, die kwamen uit het oosten
       G
Van je rombom wat maal ik erom
                   D7         G
Die kwamen uit het oosten, rombom


Een van de drie, zag daar een aardig meisje ...

Zeg meisje lief, mag ik met jou verkeren ...

Zeg jongeman, dat moet je m'n vader vragen ...

Zeg oude heer, mag ik je dochter trouwen ...

Zeg jongeman, zeg mij, wat is je rijkdom

Mijn rijkdom is, daar wil ik niet om jokken

Mijn rijkdom is, een trommel met twee stokken ...

Nee schuintamboer, mijn kind kun je niet krijgen ...

Zeg oude heer, ik ben nog iets vergeten ...

Mijn vader is Groothertog van Bretagne ...

Mijn moeder is de Koningin van Spanje ...

Zeg jongeman, je mag m'n dochter trouwen ...

Nee oude heer, je mag je dochter houden ...

Edge Of Reality Lyrics :: Elvis Presley

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C E F G    I walk along a thin line darling
C F C      Dark shadows follow me
C E F G    Here's where life's dream lies disillusioned
C F C      The edge of reality

C E F G    Oh I can hear strange voices echo
C F C      Laughing with mockery
C E F G    The border line of doom I'm facing
C F C      The edge of reality

C C C     On the edge of reality she sits there tormenting me
C C F     The girl with the nameless name
C C C     On the edge of reality where she overpowers me
C C E     With fears that I can't explain

C E F G    She drove me to the point of madness
C F C      The brink of misery
C E F G    If she's not real then I'm condemned to
C F C      The edge of reality

C C C     On the edge of reality she sits there tormenting me
C C F     The girl with the nameless name
C C C     On the edge of reality where she overpowers me
C C E     With fears that I can't explain

C E F G    She drove me to the point of madness
C F C      The brink of misery
C E F G    If she's not real then I'm condemned to
C F C      The edge of reality

What shall we do with the drunken sailor

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Am G What shall we do with a drunken sailor ? (3x)
E  Am Early in the morning
Am G Hurray, and up she rises (3x)
E    G Early in the morning

Am G Put him in a long boot untill he's sober(3x)
E  Am Early in the morning

Am G Hoist to the ball with a running bowline (3x)
E  Am Early in the morning yep

Am G Put him in the marine untill he's sober (3x)
E  Am Early in the morning
Am G Hurray, and up she rises (3x)
E  Am Early in the morning

Am G What shall we do with a drunken sailor ? (3x)
E  Am Early in the morning
Am G Hurray, and up she rises (3x)
E  Am Early in the morning

Am G Hoist to the ball with a running bowline (3x)
E  Am Early in the morning
E  Am Early in the morning


Pull out the plug and wet him all over,
Take 'im and shake 'im, try an' wake 'im.
Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts flippers.
Put him in the guard room till he's sober.
Put him in bed with the captain's daughter.
Take the Baby and call it Bo'sun.
Turn him over and drive him windward.
Put him in the scuffs until the horse bites on him.

Old Lang Syne Robert Burns

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Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and auld lang syne ? CHORUS: For auld lang syne, my jo, for auld lang syne, we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne. And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp ! and surely I’ll be mine ! And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne. CHORUS We twa hae run about the braes, and pu’d the gowans fine ; But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit, sin auld lang syne. CHORUS We twa hae paidl’d i' the burn, frae morning sun till dine ; But seas between us braid hae roar’d sin auld lang syne. CHORUS And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere ! and gie's a hand o’ thine ! And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught, for auld lang syne. CHORUS

Should old acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind ? Should old acquaintance be forgot, and old lang syne ? CHORUS: For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne. And surely you’ll buy your pint cup ! and surely I’ll buy mine ! And we'll take a cup o’ kindness yet, for auld lang syne. CHORUS We two have run about the slopes, and picked the daisies fine ; But we’ve wandered many a weary foot, since auld lang syne. CHORUS We two have paddled in the stream, from morning sun till dine† ; But seas between us broad have roared since auld lang syne. CHORUS And there’s a hand my trusty friend ! And give us a hand o’ thine ! And we’ll take a right good-will draught, for auld lang syne. CHORUS

The Dark Island.

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Dm Am F C     Away to the Westward I'm longing to be
C Am C G        Where the beauties of heaven unfold by the sea
Dm Am F C     Where the sweet purple heather runs fragrant and free
C G7 C            On a hill top high above the Dark Island.

Chorus:
C F C                   Oh Isle of my childhood I'm dreaming of thee
Am C G               As the steamer leaves Oban and passes Tiree
Dm Am F C         Soon I'll capture the magic that lingers for me
G7 C Fmaj7 C     When I'm back once more upon the Dark Island

Chorus

Dm Am F C      So gentle the sea breeze that ripples the bay
C Am C G         Where the stream joins the ocean, and young children play
Dm Am F C       On the strand of pure silver, I'll welcome each day
C G7 C              And I'll roam forever more the Dark Island

Chorus

Dm Am F C     True gem of the Hebrides bathed in the light
C Am C G        Of the midsummer dawning that follows the night
Dm Am F C     How I yearn for the cries of the seagulls in flight
C G7 C            As they circle high above the dark island

Chorus

Star Of The County Down

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Demo door pw : klik hier

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        Em                     G      D         G       Em   D
Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning last July
       Em                  G          D          G             C      D  Em
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by
    G                       Am                    G            Em        D
She looked so neat from her two white feet to the sheen of her nut-brown hair
         Em                  G        D            Em         C   D    Em
Sure the coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself, to make sure I was standing there


CHORUS:
         G                Am                  G         Em     D
    From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
        Em                     G          D         Em     C   D  Em
    No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down


As she onward sped, sure I shook my head and I gazed with a feeling quare (rare)
And I said, says I to a passer-by, who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?
He smiled at me and with pride says he, that's the gem of Irelands crown
She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the County Down

CHORUS:

She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
And you held each note from her lily-white throat, as she lilted an Irish tune
At the pattern dance you were in trance as she tripped through a jig or reel
When her eyes she'd roll, she would lift soul as your heart she would likely steal

CHORUS:

At the harvest fair she'll be surely there and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shon bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from the nut-brown Rose
No pipe I smoke, no horse I'll yoke, let my plough with the rust turns brown
Till a smiling bride  by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down

CHORUS:

ODE AAN FERRE GRIGNARD

I won't have a dance down in Baltimore.
I won't have a dance

Opname cover (pw) : 2-2-2012
Demo             : klik hier


Give us war  : cover (pw) : klik hier
She' s gone  : cover (pw): klik hier
(My baby's gone)

Give us war :: Ferre Grignar

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Intro:

Em - D - G - Em
Em - D - G - Em


Em D Em
lordy lordy with your bloody ways
Em D Em
send down the bomb at us till the earth she sways
Em D
send down the friggin pest
Em D
for man we will not rest
Em D
we want another war
Em D
something to fight for

Em - D - G - Em
Em - D - G - Em

Em D
we'll fight segregation,
Em
we'll fight the black,
Em D
we'll fight the yellow race,
G Em
the reds and then back.
Em D Em
We want to hold a gun and shoot.
D Em
That's why we were born.
D Em D Em
And we want the Bomb to boot or mankind is for long.

Em - D - G - Em
Em - D - G - Em

Em D Em
So give us WAR!WAR!WAR!
Em D Em
like it ever was before.
Em D G Em
We'll fight the Viets, we'll fight the Vietnicks too.
Em D Em D
We'll fight anybody that's what we're living for.
Em D Em
We will creep upon 'em in the middle of the night...
Em
And all we got to do is THINK THAT WE ARE RIGHT

Em - D - G - Em
Em - D - G - Em

My Baby's gone :: Ferre Grignard

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D Em
My baby's gone and died on me.
A D
She's gone but I'm not free.
D Em
Now I know just how much I loved her.
Em A
Now I just sit there and cry

D
Oh, yes she's gone,
Em
Oh, yes she's gone
A D
To that land of no return.

Got to roam, just got to travel.
Any place, any old how.
Faraway to distant places
Try to forget, forget it somehow.

Oh yes, she's gone
Oh yes, she's gone
But my baby I don't know where I'm going.

Got to go back, go back some, sometime,
That's where I'll stay, that's where I'll die
Got to go back, go back sometime
That's where you lay, that's where I'll die

That's where I'll go.
That's where I'll go
Oh, my precious love, that's where I'll go.
 

Mijn bijdrage over Belgiê

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Cry me a river

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Tekst en muziek : Arthur Hamilton, 1953

Intro:  A7  -  Am7/F#  -  F  -  E  -  Am


A9                  Am     Dm7            G7            C      E7
Now you say you're lonely,   you cry the whole night through;
             A7             Am7/F#
Well you can cry me a river, cry me a river,
F         E7         Am    E7
I cried a river over you.

A9                   Am  Dm7           G7   C      E7
Now you say you're sorry     for being so untrue;
              A7             Am7/F#
Well you can cry me a river, cry me a river,
F         E7         Am
I cried a river over you.

Am             E7             Dm          E7
You drove me, nearly drove me out of my head;
       Am        Dm7    E7
While you never shed a tear;
Am         E7         Dm            E7
Remember?  I remember all that you said --
  Am            Am+7
Told me life was too plebian,  

Am7                Am6       Bb9  E7
Told me you were through with me, and,


A9               Am       Dm7              G7          C     E7
Now you say you love me;     well, just to prove it's true,
        A7             Am7/F#   
You can cry me a river, cry me a river,
F          E7        Am
I cried a river over you.

A7             Am7/F#
Cry me a river, cry me a river
F          E7         Am
I cried a river over you.

|  Am   G  |  F   Bb9  | E7  |   Am  -  E7  -  Am |

plebeian : van het mindere , het mindere volk

Chiro - volksliederen

Komt vrienden in den ronde

 akkoorden ::  [Am Em E G E D E] demo :  klik hier

Komt vrienden in den ronde, minnaars van ener stiel
Ik zal U ga verkonden, hoe ik door 't slijpers wiel
De kost verdien voor vrouw en kind
Schoon bloot gesteld aan weer en wind

of (misschien beter te zingen : " wijl blootgesteld aan ...")

Refrein:
Ter-lie-re-lom-ter-la
Van linksom, rechtsom draait mijne steen
Door het roeren van mijn been
Ju, ju, ju, ju, ju, ju, ju, ju

De smid die moet hard werken, gestadig voor het vier
Hij durft hen niet versterken, met ene kan goed bier
Terwijl ik ga op mijn gemak
Soms ook wel met een lege zak

Refrein

De schoenpik stijf gezeten, op een pikkel stoel
Zou kaas en droog brood eten, maar als ik nood gevoel
Dan slijp ik tot de avond toe
En zo heb ik nooit arremoe

Refrein

De kleerfrik maakt ons kleren, voor acht stuivers per dag
Wil hij zijn loon verseren, hij snijdt meer dan hij mag
Maar ik met mijn slijpersteen
Ik win meer op een uur alleen

Refrein

De maalder moet graan malen, tot in het fijnste meel
Hij moet dubbel betalen, voor zijn droge keel
Maar ik door iever en door vlijt
Ik win mijn brood in eerlijkheid
Refrein
Mijn vrouw die roept victoria, over de slijpersstiel
Zij vindt de grootste gloria, in 't draaien van mijn wiel
Mijn kinderen hebben geen ongemak
Zij lopen met de bedelzak

Refrein

Sa vrienden, voor het leste, all' ambachten zijn goed
Maar 't mijne toch het beste, schoon ik soms slapen moet
Op hooi en strooi in ene stal
Ik heb de kost voor niemendal

Refrein

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Avondvlaggegroet

Daal nu bij het zinken, van deze dag.
Daal in ons gemoed, gij trouwe vlag.
Gij zijt zegen troost en lach.
Daal in d' avondzon, o vlag.
Heer, wij bergen in ons hart Uw vlag.
Zegen haar en ons Uw jonge vlag.
Goede avond, vlag en dag Christus koning goede nacht.
Goede avond, vlag en dag Christus koning, goede nacht.

Daal nu bij het zinken van deze dag,
daal in ons gemoed, gij trouwe vlag.
Gij zijt zegen, troost en lach,
daal in d’ avondzon o vlag,
Heer, wij bergen in ons hart uw vlag,
zegen haar en ons uw jonge wacht.
Goedenavond vlag en dag,
Kristus Koning, goedenacht (twee maal)
 

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Vaandellied

Wij hijsen bij het gloren van de morgen,
ons vlagge als een biddend lied,
Want heilig is 't geschenk van elke morgen,
dat god ons weer 't aanvaarden biedt.
Draag door weer en wind ons vlagge,
teken van de heldentijd,
Laat ze waaien, laat ze werven,
allen voor de grote strijd.
Laat ze waaien, laat ze werven,
allen voor de grote strijd.

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