2024 ABRIL - SAO CARLOS SPINDHOLD Side 43 2 50 36 48 10 " 6 18 25 8 53 52 4 56 4 3 45 59 15 31 16 34 44 17 30 38 37 27 9 22 12 57 24 58 42 39 40 20 54 46 26 35 47 21 28 32 5 Agnes vais A Hard Day's Night Alperosen As Time Goes By Bridge Over Troubled Water Den gamle gartners sang Den glade vandrer Den tomme stald Elefantens vuggevise Elephant Song, The En aften sa dejlig som denne Everything Is Beautiful Eye Level Gaven til mor Giv mig din hand Green, Green Grass of Home Guantanamera Hej for dig og hej for mig Hey Jude Jeg har boet ved en landeve] King of the Road Lad tonerne fortzelle La vie en rose Living Doll Love is a Many Splendored Thing Marla Magdalenes sang Maybe It's Because I'ma Londoner More Music Box Dancer Norwegian Wood Pigelit Pa Samso var en pige Red Roses For a Blue Lady Release Me Rodkeelkens sang Sailing Streets of Larado, The Streets of London Sweet Georgia Brown ‘Those Were the Days Tom Dooley Treeskovalsen Ver kan segla férutan vind Vildandens sang Violpigen Where Have All the Flowers Gone Xanadu Yes, Sir, That's My Baby Altabetisk oversigt over Indholdet i MELODIBOG-SERIEN bag | bogen © Convrinht 1981 by Musikfarianat IMLINICOheri Xa-na = du -v —__ Xa-na-du— D7 | ver-den g&— i" Sst _ som ny i Xarnardu y= vu Syng Pc AT cm D7 her nar du er ner AT Cm ia, jeo i Xa = na = du- D7. u-lo feo er hero no duer mer | Xe - na - dW Ee Meare Mater wanna —MKe-no-du - yu =u Et sted, hvor ingen har sat sin fod, hvor drémmenes vugge stod, det kaldtes Xanadu - Og nu, ~ godt at du tog mig med ~ nu er det virk vier i Xanadu ~ (kor: Xanadu, - her et bed med himmel-blomster der springer ud, som stjerneskud - en uforgeng'lig verden, hvor du er min. Hil evig tid ~ Xanadu, - Xanadu - (kor: jo, vi er her) i Xanadu ~ Xanadu, - Xonadv - (kor: jo, vi er her) i Xanadu ~ Xanadu, lod verden g& i sta, som nu, Xanadu. Syng ud, fortel dem om kerlighed, syng ud s8 alverden ved, den er i Xanadu ~ En drém, jeg drgmte i tusind ar, fest nu er det jeg forstér, den kom til Xanadu ~ (kor: Xonadu, ~ her finder du) et bed med himmel-blomster der springer ud, som stjerneskud ~ en uforgeng'lig verden, hvor du er min, Hil evig tid ~ Xanadu, - Xanadu - (kor: ja, vi er her) i Xanadu ~ Xanadv,~ Xanadu - (kor: ja, vi er her) i Xongdu ~ Ja, jeg er her, nér du er ner, i Xanadu ~ Ja, jeg er her, nér du er ner, 1 Xanadu - Xanadu ~HOLE HNIC ULI MEE a LAE UE Xanadu Tekst & musik: Jeff Lynne SSS] hvordrgm-me-nes vug- 9® s& al-ver - den 87 Dansk tekst: Fini G G c sin fod. | syng ud sted__hvor in-genhar sat ud for -teldemomker - lig -hed et Em, a chai Am o7 i En drom— jeg Chaim detkald-tes Xa- na - du v ruse Xa = na - du u-uru Er stod ved den er i TT By, G cn, vier i Xa-na-du— denkom til Xa-na-du—— gedtat du tog. mig med__._—nu er det vik ~ lig- hed —_ drom-tei tu -sind ér__first nu er det jeg — for- stdr. cl Bm. G D7 Am Et bedmed him - mel-blomster der springer ud_— 9m u-ucw ——— re Cm Cm. Bm c en u-for- gang! = lig ver ~denhvor du er min— til e-vig tid. — Tt stjer -ne -skud su A ja, vier X= na -du -u-u © coortghs 198 by United Artin Mate Ld nd Je Muse Incorporated29 Where have all the young men gone? Long time passing. Where have all the young men gone? Long time ago. Where have all the young men gone? They're all in uniform. When will you ever learn? When will you ever learn? Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time posing. Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time ago. Where have all the soldiers gone? They've gone to the graveyeards, every one. When will you ever learn? When will you ever learn? Where have all the graveyeards gone? Long time passing. Where have all the graveyeards gone? Long time ago. Where have all the graveyeards gone? They're covered with flowers, every one When will you ever learn? When will you ever learn? Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing. Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago. Where have all the flowers gone? Young girls picked them, every one. When will you ever learn? When will you ever learn?WO MN AS RU ‘Am: vag Where have all the flowers gone? Tekst & musik: Pete Seeger Am7. oz Where have all the flow-er gone? long time Am7 A pa-ass - ing. — Wherehave all the flow ~ers Sone? long time a - Am? E yA Where have all the flow-efi=- gine? “The girls have picked them E c og ev-'ry— one.— When will you “ev-er—— learn? When will you > = = ev - iearn? —__? _ learn? Where have all the young girls gone? Long time passing. Where haveall the young girls gone? Long time ago. Where have all the young girls gone? They've token husbands ev'ry one. When will you ever learn? When will you ever learn? Tiykt med tillodelse of Musikfirloget Essex A-B, StockholmNC ES ICY UE CG Violpigen Tekst: Knud Pheiffer unt Foss/Reidar Bie Jegoar i skov-dy-bets ty-ste ri ge, pa stil-le sti ~ er jeg ger-ne bam-ligt,om jeg vil ha’ dem, for hunhar —_pluk-ket,hvadhun ku! D G7 c gtr, dakommer mod migen lil-le —pi-ge, en yn-dig un = ge_p& fem,seks né, sihvisjeg vil, kan jeg barre ta dem,si'r__hen-des gj ~ ne,st sto-re D7. S 2. Hunharvi- 0 -ler i six ne heen ~der,den f¢e-ste hil-sen fra va-rens 4, s& god en ga ve har in-gen gi'et mig, som den-ne héndmed den fgr-ste G7 DZ = ———— i 2S SS aS muld, hun m¢-der mig som en ven,hun ken - der,hun starog smi til-lids= vor, hun fren mgnt, s& hun nu kan xp -be et sil-ke -band til sit gyld-ne FF 6s 3. Hun sp¢'r mig 5. Hunlp-ber fra mig med tok i G bz SG blik -ket,hun danser lykke-lig p& va-rens.vej, hunlg=ber fra migog a ~ ner ikke, atdet var hen-desomvargodmod — mig. © GPnal 1951 by Oscar Skow A/S, Oslo For Danmark: Musikforlaget Imudico A/S, KebenhaveHED YMC) ELEY ED wpa Tekst: Knud Pfeii Vildandens sang Gl.melodi G7 kom -mer og Gt c 7. Til nordsli - ge byg-ger om = va=ren ort hjem for en som-mer en reo de 38 lun af vor ker = lig ~heds - dun, = 7 F Dm, en re - de sa un af vor ker = lig = heds = don, 3 jeg e en vildand, der byggede rede et forar, en aften, fpr solen var nede, Is en rede s& lun, af vor kerlighedsdu Om sommeren fik vi de dejligste unger, der piped’ af glade med hjerte og lunger, I: en rede s8 fuld, of det dejligste kuld :1 Vi svgmmed’ en aften, hvor sivene skjuler, da Ipd der et skud, og sé peb det med kugler, I: en verden i fred, matte flygte af sted :! © Mad tilladel of INTESONG FERLAGEN A-OCC) YAY HME a °7 Vem kan segla forutan vind Ukendt forfatter Finsk/svensk folkemelodi A Dm? Vem kan seg =la fir = u = ten vind? Vem kan 7 An g Dmz ro u- tan a = ror? Vem kan skil=jas fram vin - nen sin fOr - v= tan att fal - de te - ror? Jag kan segla férutan vind, jog kan ro utan aror. Men ej skiljas frin viinnen min forutan att Falla térar. © Copyright 1981 Musikforloget Imudico A/S, Kebenhawngor har- mo- ni - kos 9 - sen til sas - sen med ic go G sprut_ og G7. for ~ sam- lings=hu ~ sets ie Rnalds>— En - «ver far spjet i Skoe | ~ tut 09 S55 ne til Jens for = Karls did = li = dom. i G G nar tre = sko- val sen gh Hverdanser med sin pite, selv Lars Smed er komme! ud, han svinger Met!" Marie og sveder som en stud. Hun vejer godt der-bagi, men nar smeden klemmer pd, sh blitr der svup og slag i Maries himmelbla. Og s& Hupla og Jupla spjeet ud med venstre lér, der skal damp p& og tramp pd, nér treskovalsen gar. Se skoleler'en valser han har Stine med pé slev, th, kors sd staklen, holser sig bide vind og skev. Ham tumler som en veedder, rund! pé langs og tvers og skra der veelted* Mikkel skraedder med jordmor'en ovenpé. Og s& Hupla og Jupla spiet ud med vensire lar, der skal damp p& og tramp pa, nér treskovalsen gar. © connigh 1955 by Maiorlaget Imaica A/S, Copenhagen spit ud med ven- stre__lar,————_ Der skal_damp46 a Musik:Dave Guard Tom Dooley Da so-len gik ned bag —bjer-gel, og —him-len blev red som blod, drebie jeg den jeg —_el-sked" bor-te ved _bjer-gets fod. Th= men er nar Tom Doo-ley, —tiemen er ner min son. Rej-sen bii'r lang Tom Doo-ley, bei dig og be! din F a E (od ben. Bgj dig og be’ din ben. Bei dig og be’ din E 7 E ben. Bei dig og be’ din ben. 2. Hun havde mgdt_ en anden 3. Se solen star op det'r morgen, for mig var nu alt forbi. Himlen bli'r réd som blod, Tanken om de to sammen snort er jeg helt alene tendte min jalousi. i graven ved bjergets fod. Timen er ner, Tom Dooley, Timen er nar, Tom Dooley, timen er ner, min sen. rejsen er lang, min sen Rejsen er lang, Tom Dooley, timen er ner, min spn. |: bgj_ dig og be" din ben Rejsen bli'r lang, Tom Dooley, bei dig og be’ din bgn. I: bgj dig og be’ din ben, boi dig og be’ din ben. :I © Gprtiahe by IMUOICO AS, Kebenhorn,55 Then the busy years went rushing by us, we lost our starry notions on the way. If by chance I'd see you in the tavern, we'd smile at one another and we'd soy, Those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end, we'd sing and dance for ever ard a day. We'd live the life we choose we'd fight and never lose for we were young and sure to have our way. La la fa Ia Io Ia, Ia lalla ta la lo Those were the days, oh yes, those were the days. Just tonight | stood before the tavern, nothing seemed the way it used to be. In the glass I saw a strange reflection, was that lonely womaa really me? Those were the days etc... Through the door there came familiar laughter, J saw your face and heard you call my name. Oh, my friend we're older but not wiser, for in our hearts the dreams are still the same. Those were the days ele...ED mY ny WN) CY 7 J) ORE ATTY ANT Those were the days Tekst & musik:Gene Raskin rubato, heer + AZ SS SS SSS os FG Ones cnarehiine hereto aren ae arene ae eee Dmz An 37 fwo.. Re -member how we laughed away the ho -urs___and dreamedofall the great things we would a a A Dynz do. Thosewerethe days, my friend, we thought they'dnever end, — we'dsing and G7 Dm7 dance for ev-er onda day, Am 7 Zidlivethe life we choose weld fight and Am never lose for we were young and Dm7 sure to have our way. Lala fa_ AZ, ere ap (a eee ae acolo Those were the days, ——oh 7 yes;those were the days. doys. © Mes tilladelee of Muikiorlaget sex A-8.The streets of Laredo Ukendt forfatter Amer, Cowboy=sang D, AZ AZ Bm As |i walked out in the streets of La - re -dd; as i ie Em £7 AZ D, 7 D out in La - re~doone day,— 1 spied a poor cow-boy all wrapped in white AZ Bm Em AZ D li-neif, olf wrappedin white linen, as cold as the clay, "I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy". These words he did say as | boldly walked by. "Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story I'm just a young cowboy and know | must die." “Twas once in the saddle, | used to go dashing twas once in the saddle I used to go gay first down to Rosie's and then to the cardhouse I'm shot in the breast and I'm dying today. Get sixteen gamblers to carry my coffing get sixteen pretty maidens to sing me a song take me to the graveyard and lay to sod o'er me I'm just @ young cowboy and | know | done wrong. Oh beat the drum slowly, and play the fife lowly play the dead march as you carry me along but buches of roses all over my coffin roses to deaden the clods as they fall". As | walked out in the streets of Laredo, os | walked out in Laredo one day, | spied @ poor cowboy all wrapped in white linen, all wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay. © Copyright 1961 by Mulkforlager Imudico, KebenhavnThe elephant song Org.tekst & musi H.V. Hemen/R. Woddis/ Frank Tellme, said the le~phant tell me — broth - ers, if you Di AZ con, way all the world is fullof crea- tures. yet we goin fear of D7 G Telime why this has to e~ le ~ phant. man, Tellme said the be. We have to run from mancthe ~ hunter, ne-ver safe and _ne-ver Peo-ple kill with-out re - gret, al-though they fly by | Jum+bo not for - get. (2.Genile) get. child - ren 2. — Gentle is the elephant pulling loads and evry thing, we love to hear the children laughing when we're in, the circusring, Happy was the elephant, happy was his jungle life. And then there came, the cruel hunter with a rifle and a knife. People kill without regret, although they fly, by Jumbo jet. Let the world of man remember, let the children not forget. © Med tilladelie of Intersong felogen A-Be(an C7 Sweet Georgia Brown R,Bernie/H.Casey/ M,Pinkard No gal made has got the shade “on Sweet Geor- gia Brown, two left feet but oh, so_neat has Sweet Geor- gia Brown. o7 They all sigh and = wan=na die for Sweet Geor-gia Brown, | tell you just why, you know 1 don't lie, not — much, i's been said she knockt'em dead when she lands in town, All those fips the por ter’ slips "to. Sweet Geor-gia Brown, M7 —$$ 7 since she came why it's ashame how she _cools'-em down. they by clothes ct fash- ion shows with one dol ~ lar down. Bz. Em she con't get (are) fel’ - she, aint met. tip your hats, oh, joys she's the "cals", 7 A Geor-gia clamed her Geor-gia named her Sweet © Geor-gia Brown, Who's that, Mister? "Taint her sis-ter Sweet Geor-gia Brown. © 1925 Remick Music Corp. USA Sub published by Franc, Day ond Hunter Lid. London.QCD HED DC HURRY Streets of London Tekst & musik: Ralph Me Tell 8m SG D Have you seen the old man— in the closed__ down mar-ket, c G A kick-ing up the pa-pers withhis worn out _—shoes?___In_ his eyes you 07 Bm c G, see no pri-de hand heldloose-ly By his side. Yes-ter-day's pa-per tell-ing D7 ceerG| G7 D7, yess ter-day’s news, So how can you tell me youre lone = AZ S G ~ ly, andsay for you____ that the sun don't Shine Let me take— you 5 c Bm by the hand,.and lead you through, the streetsof London.— I'll show you something to [2p make you change,your mind. __ mind. © Med tilladelse of Makirloge Enex AB.41 Have you seen the old girl who-walks the streets of London? Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags? She's no time for telking, she just keeps right on walking, Carrying her home in two carrier bags. So how can you tell me youre lonely, ‘And say for you that the sun don't shine? Let me take you by the hand, ‘and lead you through the streets of London. MII show you something to make you change your mind. In the all night cafe at a quarter past eleven, Same old man sitting there on his own, Looking at the world over the rim of his teacup, Each tea lasts an hour, and he wanders home alone. So how can you tell ete.. Have you seen the old man outside the seaman's mission, Memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears? In our winter city the rain cries a little pity, For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't core. So how con you tell ete...Ce vay mya (eae Tekst & musik: Gavin Sutherland sgil- ing homea - gain - oss the fly sing like o rd "cross the Am aie WeRai, RE OAR yey Be Em me, canyou hear me, thro' the dark night fora - way, tam dy~ing, — forev-er tty = ing, to be pz S Em. with you, who con say, Can you hear me, con"you hear _me, thro! the sail -ing, we are sail ~ing’ hgme a = AZ iG G dork night, fara way. tom dy = ing, for=_ ev -er gain ‘cross the ted” «= We are isle = ing. 188 En, ‘Am 1g _O7 D7 tty ~ ing, 10 be with you who can say. We ore ws ten’ ts be near you, “tobe SY E7. D A 07, GE D free. Oh, Lord tobe near you to be free. Oh, lordtobe Gentag og slut. © Mad tlladelea of Sonet Manic AB.COTE wy Me | mu uuu may nue Redkelkens sang cn ud Tekst: Per Jom ‘Musik: Alex Kirchner Den skov-sti som vi = van=dred =p der greg GS woo a lee ne. De sam=me to. = ner mip = der Am? mig in-de fra —_kvieste og = gre. = ——oneflgif) th-ri = Hi Red - ker ~eel-kens sandy Red = ke -el-kens sang. Dm7 G7 Dyp7 ce In = de bag bu = skens—blad kvid = rer den Ge c G7. varm og Red (G7E anne E glad. = ke-cel-kens song Red - Sen ka -el -kens sang. ly ~ der sa vel-be =kendt somHQ MEL wee 8b7 Release me Tekst & musik: Eddie Milley, Dub Williams/Robert Young/Robert Harris Bb. £7. oz = = 1. Please re - lease me let me go, for | don't 204 have found a newlove dear-——————— and | will Tove you an-y more. To waste our lives wouldbe a al ~ ways wanthear near. Her lips are warm while yours ore Bb = ae sin. Re -lease me cnd let me lovea~ gain cold, —____ Re -lease me, my dar-ling let me go. —_— ab G7 od 3. Please re - lease me can't you see, ————_— you'd be a E FZ. fool to clingto me, —___— To live a _ lie would bring us Bb7 pain, x0 re = lease me and let me love a- gain. © Med tilladelse oF tntesong-Ferlagen A-B, Stockholm.CATES CSET) QALY DCE WM 1) QU AEE LQENLY QE (ml SS ry IE dir Cdim Red roses for a blue lady Dansk tekst:Georg Otto (Bla blomster for en blond pigd Musik:Sid Tepper/Roy Bennet c 87, 7 FZ. 1 want some red ro-ses for a blue lady, _—mivsterFlo-rist Ma jeg fe bla blom-ster til en blond 2, send en rigetig E7 AZ Dm G7 take my or-der, please, We hada silly quarrel the other day,— stor og smuk bu - ket. For hunog jeg vi. skend-tes om alt i gar, — 7 Am G7_Gdim G7. _ hopethese pretty _flo-wers chasehar blues a- way. Wrap up some — ha-ber dis-se blom-ster le -ger al -le sdr. M& jeg fo 387, &7 FZ 7 red roses for a blue —lardy,_—_send them to the sweet-est gal in bla blom-ster til en blond pi-ge, de vil sik-kert pas ~ se hen-des AZ. . Pm G_Fm town, ___________ And if they do the trick, I'll hur= ry back to smog. Og bli’r hun glad i = gen, s& — kom-mer jeg her- Dm? c G7 AT pick your best white or-chid —for_-her wedding gown, hen, 0g k= ber blom-ster til vor bryl-lups~ dag. © sed sittadeie of Belwin Mills Nordiska A-B, Stockholm,Her skal I nu hgre, hyordan brevet pd: "Jeg er déd i krigen, under sorg og néd. Greed dog ej, du kere, vores skolelcre' skal din tréster vere, ©, det var en skam." Hansine gred en méned eller kanske fler', men da de var gaet, grad hun inte mer', hun med Gud og eren agted’ skolelere'n lystig flgjted steren figites. e+. Men pé bryllupsdagen vendte Jérgen hjem, pa et treben humped" han vemodig frem. ‘Men den bryllupsmorgen den, han havde karen, netop gik i garden, ©, det vor en skam. " Jgrgen", skreg Hansine, “er du rigtig vel? du skrevet, Nu er det for silde, her skal verre gilde, jeg skal hat en lille", 0, det var en skam, Jorgen drog sin sabel 09 sin bajonet, stak den i sit hjerte, dgden den var let. Under marmorstene hviler Jrgens bene, skent of tree det ene, ©, det var en skam.F Pa Samsge varen pige Tekst: Johannes Dam Gl.melodi FE gz Pa Sam-sp vor en pi- ge,— 0, 8 skon, 58 skgn,— hunsin e~ gen Z Bb Jor gen, el ~ ske-de i Ign, — ja, men fa-der, mo- der ogen al-dre oH c bro - der, el-sked" ver-dens “go - der, 0, det var en skam.— ska. — Jeegen drog 8 vide iden grumme krig, for sin mg at stride eller lige lig, raedsomt blev han sdret og fra slaget baret med et hul i léret, 0, det var en skam. J¢egen til Hansine olle breve skrev, men den onde broder roved! hvert et brev. Brevene han breendte, 0g et falsk han sendie, hvordan skal det ende? 0, det var en skom. © Soro 1954 by Muikorlger Imosico, A/S, Kebechavn.23 Er der een, der har den samme drgm, det lysende héb, som er mit? Nar vi vugges af en tonestr¢m, s& hvisker jeg stille og blidt: Smil til mig, Pigelil, hgr mit bankende hjertes ben. Dans med mig, Pigelil, gennem natten sé lys og skpn. Kom med mig, Pigelil, vi gir hjem over engen grgn, Alle fuglene synger i skoven, nar du smiler til mig. Alle stjernerne blinker foroven, og sb kysser jeg dig. (Synges i stadig stigende temps:) Ibrahim, Igb nu til, for du ved, hvad jeg haber pa. Ryk s& frem, Ibrahim, det er dig, som de réber pa. Farten op, Ibrahim. Frem i spidsen. Det skal jo 93. Du skal kampe og vinde pokalen. Konkurrencen er slem. Lad de andre blot henge med halen, nér vi to rykker frem. Ibrahim, Igb nu til. Det er lykken, der star pa spil. Gé nu pa, Ibrahim, for jeg elsker min Pigelil. Ver min ven, Ibrahim. Du kan vinde hvis blot du vil. Alle sorger du fierner fra vejen for min pige og mig. Og hvis du kommer frst over stregen, jo, s& kysser jeg dig.HNAEY HEHE Pu cq TY Lyt til som-=mer - nat tens = gen sang, som — fry = der for ~ el-ske -de — sind. Den har sam -me —_trold ~ dom sin lang som oy It fold ma -nens dé-ren - de skins Smil til mig, Pi-ge~ - Em. Dr lil, hor mit ban-ken= de jer ~ tes. bon. Dans med mig, Pi-ge - gen-nen —nat-ten sh ys g en- gen arn. Al-le fugcle - ne syn-ger i sko - ven, no du smi = ler til mig, + al- le c stjer ~ ner - ne blin-ker for- 0 -ven, og sd kys = ser jeg dig. Med tilladelte of Edition Gyldnark & Skoarup, Copenhagenth RL HHUA EE G F ny D7 Norwegian Wood Tekst & musik: John Lennon/ Paul McCartney S F 1 once had a girl, or should | say she once had me. She showed me her room, is'nt it good. F G ine Gm 7 + Nor -we =gien Wood? — She asked me to stayandshe told me_ to c Gm sit an-y = where. So | looked a - round and | D.C. at fine no -ticed there was-n't a chair. 2. Isat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her wine. She showed me her 2. | sat on a rug, biding my time, drinking her winw We talked until two, ond then she said, i's time for bed". She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh. I told her I did'nt and crawled off, to sleep in the bath, 3. And whn | awoke, | wos alone, this bird had flown. So I lit a fire, is'nt it good, Norwegian Wood? © Med tilladelse of AIR MUSIC,CE ED.D Music Box Dancer MosileFrank Mili © Nd ilataie of Alr Manic A/, StockhleTE) (EY A A Hil Fim “ED dim More Engelsk tekst: Norman Newell Musik: Nino Oliviero/R.Ortolana G om , Amz. o7 More thanthe great-est love the world has known. ‘More thanthe sim -ple words | try to say. Em7 Am7 bo ee This is the love I'll give to you a = lone. doy. 1 on-ly live to love you night and 8 Em7 A Am7 Em More than youll ev-er know.My arms long to hold you so, My life will be AZ ¢, D7 G Em7 in your keeping wak-ing,sleeping, laugh-in,weep-ing long-erthan al-ways is o- Am7_ D7 G Em7_ Am7. fong longtime. “But far be - yond"for ev-er you'll be Fim 67 eb SG i mine. 1 know | neveer lived be - fore ond my heart is ve = ry Dy G Eb SG sure. No one else could love you more. 1962 Etzioni Musicall Creazoni Artstiche Musicali(laly) Sub-publithed by Ardmore & Beechwood Lid. English Lyric (c) 1962 Ardmore & Beechwood Lid.Gm yay F faim ee Maybe it’s because I'm a Londoner Org, tekst & musik: Hubert Gregg F GZ od May-be it's be- cause I'ma Lon=don=er “that 1 love Lon-den F SZ $0, may-be it's be-cause I'ma Lon-don-er that | think of her wher-ev-er | F Gy 7 of me, just walking up and C7 E go. 1 get a funeny feeling in ~ si AZ E Gm down, — may-be ifs be-cause I'ma Lon-don-er, that 1 love Lon-don Town. jae of Francs Day & Hunter, Seondinavi.cS A CTE) CY we me HD Ar Maria Magdalenes sang Fra rock-operaen "Jesus Christ Superstar ) 2 Tim Rice Musik: A. Lloyd Webber Bb pm Gm loa ——s as | doritknowhowto love him, whatto do how to move him I've been 1 dontknowhowto take this, Idor't see why he — movesme.He'sa. a mn. Dm Am ‘changed, yes real-ly changed in these past few days whenI'we seen — my=self I man helsjust. a= man and t've_ had so man-y man be-fore in in m a 2a ici BE Gm? seemlikesomeone else ver= y man-y ways he's justone more. Should | bring him down should! screamandshout should! speak of love tp? 02 E BD = 2 lermy feel-ings out? I nev-er thought Id come to this what's it all a= am Bb : == Dowlt you thine ratcher fun = ny Tshould be in this po ~ bout? ee iP he said he loved me Tdbe lost” Id be a —_. — si - tion? cn che, who'sal aways bech so, calm so cool, fright= ened | couldn't cope —_fustcould-n¥t cope "a turn my head” oA Bb F ? runcning ev ~'ry jhow he scaresme 50. wa) would=n't want 12 know — he scares me _?F E F Gm E 0 1" want him 50 1 love him 50. © Med tilladelae of MCA Mic, Svenka ABns HE YALE Gm a o7 Uy Love is a many splendored thing Org. tekst & musik: Paul Francis Webster/Sam= Fain F_-—___ bm Am rm” love is a man-y — splen-dored thing, it's the Bb Gm in the rose that on -ly grows nature's way of giv ~ ing reason to Dm ona high and win-dy hill, Am lov-ers kissed ond the world stood still, then your D7 =} ge fingers touched my silent heart and F 7 morn-ing mist two ier eee een nee AZ) taught it how to sing, Yes, eet Om_— Gm true love's a many splen-dored thing. © Lenrriah 1955, 1957, 160 Twentieth Cony Muse Corp, New York-N.Y. Rights without the world cont. by Mller Mole Corp, New Yar. NuCY HUN UY YEE QT UH Yr 77 Am? Living Doll (DUKKEBARN) Dansk tekst:Allan Honde Musik & tekst: G7 oc Gt Got myself a % cry- ing, talking, sleeping, walk-in g, Li i a bz Gotto do my best to please her, just ‘cos she's @ G7 Cc A ing DoT___ Such @ rev-ing eye, ond that ‘is c why she sat-is - fies FZ my soul tocoda C Got the onean’ on-ly walk-ing, talk - img Liv- ing Doll- E c look at her [oA hair,— it's real,and % You don't bedieve what | say, just feel. I'mgonna lock her upin a trunk D.S.Mal sono Big_ Hunk can 7__ St 4 c Got the one and steal her a-way from me. Got myself a i ——— oo on- ly walk - ing, talk - ing, Liv - ing Doll. Got the one and on= ly walk - ing, folk - fg, Liv-ing Doll. © cepwiohs 1959 by the Peter Mowice Mic Ud, London Te Skendinoven Musiktorlage mice A/S, Copenbonen16 my UY EEN i Mt M Lad tonerne fortelle Musik Erl Frederiksen mit hjer-te lad to-ner-ne for - tel-le, om i a fo ler langt mer he~rer min sang, den 2. Lad tonerne fortelle, om al min kerlighed, om al min hede lengsel, hvorom du intet ved. Lad toner kysse dit gre, og varme hjerte og sind, s& vil du mig benhg-e, skent fr du var s& blind. © Goppight 1997 by Maikforloget *CANTO", KpbenawnICT NYPL ASW) UEC Rg Des yeux qui font bats-ser les miens, un rir! qui se pérd sur sabouelt, voila le c_ Om G7 ref: C portrait,sans retouch’, de "homme au-quel’j'ap-par-tiens. Quund i! me prend dans ses S bras, il mepar-le tout bas, je vois Ta vie en ro = se, il me dit des mots da ~mour, des mots de tous les jours, et ga m'fait quel-que cho - se, il est en-tré. dans mon coeur une part de bon ~ oF FE Fm, c cause, C'est lui par moi,moi par ui, dans la vie, G7 ic heur, don't je con-n v7 il_metta dit, la ju = 6 pourla vi =e. EF disque je Lis I'o-per Cc Cc gis a -lors je sens en moi mon coeur qui bat. © Copyright Mnikforlagat IMUDICO A/S, Kebenhovn,PLY ENE 7 King of the road Musik: Roger Miller c E G7 c Trail-er for sale or rent, rooms to let, — fif-ty cents. c? E G7. No phone,no pool,no pets, | ain't gotno —cig-a-rettes,Ah,but_ two hours of E Z. c 7 push-ing broom buysan eight by twelve, _four-bit room, I'm a man of [ec fine, meansby no means. Kingof the road. road. Ev-er- y en -gi -neeron Gz oS ev-er-y train, all of the child-ren and all of their names,and ever ~y hand-out in evrer= 7 town, end ev'-"ry lock that ain't locked no one's a-round. © Copyright Tree Manic Pblishing neRC YEH na nyu COED RY AEE QUEER Jeg har boet ved en landevej (Fra Edvard Persson filmer " Landevejskroen" 1940) Tekst: Herry Hartz MusileAlvar Krart S FZ Am Selvom u~roog strid, har for - mgr-ket vor Em c tid, kom-mer minder om ti-der der S G G svandt.—— Daman sto-le-de pa, hvadman hgr-te og sé, det vardengang et A oz G, FY ge GF ord endnu band!.._ eden lan-de-ve| bo'-de jeg he -le mit liv,og se 42 D 7 G FEZ G FZ men-ne-sker kom-me og gd. 7 AZ Di jeg 8 blomster-ne gro, derblev ter-sket i Am lo, medens stor-ken den #—S. Em stor-me-nes , gny, 0g $8 vildgé-sens trek un-der ef-ter- ars. - sky. Ved en FR7 GF A Di S, fle ti A Jegs8 D7 de-ge-ne gry, hgrte iy lan-de-vej bo'-de jeg he-le mit liv, og 38 men-ne-sker kom-meog gd.——— Refrain II: Ved en landevej bo'de jeg hele mit liv, og s& mennesker komme og a8. Nr min tid er forbi, og jeg sper i hi, nynner vinden mit livs melodi. Nar jeg, béjet af ar, mod det ukendte gir, er mit hab, at de unge kun fredsvilje fer, Ved en landevej bo'de jeg hele mit liv, 0g s& mennesker komme og 98. © Med tiladelse of Inerong-Fertogen A-B, Stockholm.RULES ye Hey Jude Bdim F7 Tekst & mus John Lennon/Paul Mc Cartney Gm = = 1. Hey 1.4. Jude —dorftmokeit bod, takea sad song_—_ and makeit 2. Jude don'tbe a ~ ‘raid, youweremads to go out and 3. Jude dort let me __, down, youhavefound her now go and ED ____ab be tr E bet = ter 1. Re- memberto lether in-b your heart, thenyou can get her. 2.4.The — min-uteyoulether un-deryour skin, thenyou be- get her, 3. Re~ member to let her in=bbyour heart, then you can lod t eee fine. F stort to make it bet-ter.".Hey 2.3, bet-ter. 4, bet - ter. 2. And an-y timeyoufeel the pain,Hey Jude, re = frain, don't car-ry the 3.0 let it outandlet it in, HeyJude, be - gin, you're waiking for For well you know that it's a Anddontt youknow that it's just world up-on your — shoul- ders, , some-one to per - form with, Bb fool who pays, it cool__-by _mak~ ing his worlda lit - tle you, Hey Jude, yuo'll do, the _move~ ment you need ison your eS E oo D.S.al find cold - dere pg dada da- da da da da = da, 4 Hey shoul -der. © Tht med sllalae of Air Mes:NY HN F Bb o7 Hej for dig og hej for mig Tekst: Viktor Skaarup ‘Musik: Sven Gyldmark. F Bb. [od Jegbli'r ven-ner med en-hver, jeg -smé-der_ pb min ve}. a 7. c7 F Nar de hg-rer den-ne-her, sé syn-ger de med mig. Hej for dig og GF E , F Bb hej for mig, hej for Nor-ges land. Al den sne jeg — fpr har set, a E 7, E de' det rene vand. ——Hva er det, der skin-ner hvidt, hit pa fjel-dets bb a FE top? Hvis det er va- nil-je - is, s&vil jeg der - op. Né, pytme! Bb F G7 de! jegel-sker —sne og sne -en el ~sker os = se co F mig,ka' | se, Hej for sol og hej for skov, hej for styr- te ~ a te |_8 bad. Hej for alt, hva' der er sjov, ih, hvor er jeg glad. Bum. glad. lodelee of Edition Gyldnark & Skoervp, Copenhogen.Guantanamera Cubansk. folkesang @ F Bb C7 G7 Guan-tana-mer-a gua jira Guan=tana-iner=a f Bb. C7 F B 7 Guan-fe-na-mer - a guo- ji-ra — Guan-tarna-mer =a. Gm? 7 F Bh oc? Guan-te-na -mer-a Bb gua-ji-ra Guan-te-na-mer-a co Gvan-to-na-mer = Guon-to-na-mer = a, Yo soy un Gm7, o@ F e ae hombre sin-ce-ro de don-de rece la pal-mo. Yo soy un Bb @ Gm? lw de don-de ere - ce la pal-ma. antes de 8 7 e-char mis ver sos del al CCopyight 1980 by Muikforloget Imudizo A/S, KebenhawnWO Feaim ay UE Green, green grass of home Tekst & musik: Curly Putman F c The cold home town, looks the some as_'|_—step. down from train, andthereto. meet me asmy — Ma- a- moand Pa = pa. G7 Cee te F Down the road 1 look and there runs Ma = ry hair of gold ond fim Lote G7 a SS lipslikecher= ries, it's goad to touch the Green,Green Grass of Home. * Yes, they'll [CF = FEdim = —— to _meet_me arms _reachching smi-ling _sweet-ly, it's i good to touch the Green,GreenGrassof Home. (2. The) shade of that Fgdim 7 G7 c old oak tree as they —_lay_me ‘neath the Green, Green Grass of home. 2. The old house is still standing, tho! the paint is cracked and dry, ‘ond there's that old ook tree that | used to play on. Down the lane | walked with my sweet Mary hair of gold and lips like cherries, it's good to touch the Green, Green Grass of Home. Recitation: Then | awake and look around me at four grey walls that surround me, and I realize that | was only dreaming. For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre, arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak again, I'll touch the Green, Green Grass of Home. Chor Yes, they'll all come to see me in the shade of that old oak tree as they lay me neath’ the Green, Green Grass of Home.DEOOCY OULD UN Yu ah ESL NEE LEN 7 m7 Giv mig din hand Og lad os vere venner Dansk tekst: Mogens Karge Musik: Gerhard Winckler c E F Dm7 Giv mig din hand og lad os vere ven=ner, til = giv og glem hvert ¢ ce" Fe A G7 u~ be ~her-sket E ord, — Dm? giv mig 1 - gen, det glade smil jeg ken- der, py Sy, c sig, at det he - le ik-ke gjorde spor Giv_miget —kys,— 0g E D7 Cle c. glemsé di-ne ti -rer, jeg ved sh godt, ba-c7 Fe 2 b ft det var dumt of mig, ¢ Am b7 to mig min ven, jeg vil-le ik-ke | s&- re, giv__mig din hand, lad G £7 F Fm. ¢ E G7 Cc + = ver' at gi din vej,—ke-re du ved jo. godt, jeg el-sker dig, — Giv din hand og lad os vere venner, 'v og glem hvert ubchersket ord, giv mig igen det glade smil, jeg kender, sig, at det hele ikke gjorde spor. Giv mig et kys og glem jeg var en tabe, jeg ved s8 godt, at det var dumt of mig, elskede ven, jeg vil oprigtig habe, at du har glemt, hvordan jeg tog pa vei, kere du ved jo godt, jeg elsker dig. © Gorrih 1948 by Masikveriog Petr Schafer, Bortin. For Skendinavten: Imudieo A/S, Kebenhavn.my F ME EE HM HSM To HSN NU Gaven til mor ey 7 ik:Willy Andresen Tekst:Peter Mynte fey c Hun hav-de spa-ret ma-neds-vis, ja, merget, me-get_ lan= ge, til cre D7 o7 hendes spa-regris var ble-vet fuld af keb-ber~ pen-ge, og al-le_spa-re- pen-ge ~ ne, dem skulle pi-gen bru-ge, for mor hun har jo f¢d-sels-dag en ~gang i na-ste uv ~ ge. Det if Dm AZ Dm =e SS ee ee er sh dyrt at kgr' med bus,sa hun mé al-tid tra = ve, hun ot : sa = efor SS wee mS = forat k¢-be ga- ve, Den gam-le guld-smedsmiler lidt,mens a7 Cc G7 -genstar og nej -er hun c knueger om sin spare ~ gris, der rum=mer, hvad hun ej - ere 2. Hun star og ser sig om med gine, der er fyldt med lykke, 88 spo'r hun: " Undskyld, men hvad koster séd'n et perlesmykke?" Den gamle guldsmed svarer: " Jo, nu skal jeg si’e dig prisen, det koster ngjagtig det, du har i sparegrisen."" Den lille pige talker ham, og grisen skifter ejer, s& ta'r hun smykket, gér mod dren, vender sig og nejer. Den rige juveler mé st& lid fattig i butikken, da pigen med et ghedessmil forsvinder i trafikke. 3. En uge gik, og sé en da', kom mo'ren lidt bedrgvet fil disken med sit smykke og der stod hun lidt og t¢ved!, “Min datter si'r, hun k@bte det, men jeg kan ikke negte, at jeg hor ver't betenkelig, for smykket er jo egte. Hun har vel ikke stale", hvisker mo'ren ganske stille. \ juvelerens blik begynder nu et smil at spille. “Den lille pige stjal mit hjerte, da hun stod og nejed" 0g takked" mig s& héfligt, mens hun gav mig alt, hun ejed". © Mod tlladalae of ntersong foragen A-B.OO) DC Eye Level Temaet fra TV-serien " VAN DER VALK" ‘Musik: Jack Trombey E G7 G7 ¢ © Ccopyrigt 197 forthe World by Ow Wolfe Ld. London WIV 3 LF, For Danmark: Musikforlaget IMUDICO A/S, Kgbenhavn.QUERY YEN. CY Everything is beautiful Tekst & musik: Rey Stevens beau- beau- Ev=TapThing is like @ stor-ry sum-mer-night ora snow covered win - ters day un -der Gods. heav- en the worlds gon-na find a E ef BDF fine F c, Every-bod-y's way Thereis noneso blind as. Bb F Zz not see, Wemust notcloseour minds, we must led he who will Bb let our thoughtsbe free. For ev-'ty hour that passes by Bb E rd ~ ize 7 Bb E D.S.al fine youknow the world i old- er I's time Tore -al that beauty lies inthe eyes of the be _hold-er, Evry thing is © Med tilladelse of Sweden Meaic ABTHQU) ESE CACY EN HUEY HH NEE AER m En aften sa dejlig som denne Tekst: Knud Pheiffer Musik:Hans Schreiber Dt G En af-ten si dej-lig som den ~ ne kan vi le ve G or. Klok-ken lar og G ti- mer -ne Em, AZ bz, A ur dre-jerrundt_men in-tet g¢r ondt,blot vi ny ~der_ vert se ~ kund.— c o7 Cu 87, SS a hjer -te forst sity “din-ge-ling" — s& er = ti-den alt og D7 G FZ. 7 ting, om vi ved bur =de — heen -de, Am? o7 Ss i na) of ~ ten alt for kort 2.—n En aften s& dejlig som denne er det svert at si’ farvel og o& glemme det, vi slet ikke m8, jeg ved det, min ven en stemning som kommer aldrig me'r igen, nu m@ tiden gerne g& i sta, for et kys endnu, det ma vi nd. Ja, teenk at Vorherre kan nenne, at i aften er forbi. En aften s& dejlig som denne vil vi prove pa at f& igen, Ligegyldigt hvor vi gér hen, s& mgdes vi her med smil hver iser sd det bli'r en aften verrd. 1 en vals s& kéd og klingende, ser man lyst pa alle tingene. og s& lo'r vi lysene brende, til i often er forbi. © Coprrigh 1951 by Msikforloget Imodico A/S, CopeshogenNu hoster i spvne den vilde gnu krattet of store lianer . Og abeme synger sig selv i spvn i vugger of grénne bananer. Sov sgt, lille Jumbo, dit lille pus. Slet intet, min ven, skal du mangle. i morgen fér du en niggerdreng, og ham skal du bruge til rangle. En zebra toger sin natdragt pS med sorte og hvide striber. Et flyveegern med lédne ben sidder i mgrket og piber. Sov spdt, lille Jumbo, nu er du vel mat, du kender ej husmodersorgen- en lille plantage p& tusinde rgr, dem skal vi ha’ syltet i morgen, En tiger bréler sin aftensang 0g spejder mod alle kanter. Ved vadestedet - med slebet klo ~ der lister den sorte panter. Sov trygt, lille Jumbo, dit lille myr ~ du nuttede, lille rédbede. Du bad mig fortelle et eventyr, = nu sover du s¢di allerede.HUQ NEUE EYE RL a NY HY RE HE EAD AEE Elefantens vuggevise Tekst:Harald H. Lund Musik:Magens Jermiin Nissen. c © Copyright by Muikiorloget Imudico AVS, Kebenhavn.ven, hvor jeg dog sav-ner dig. Vi to c Gdim ig hor slidt,kem-pet og 7 G stridtmenal-tid —er-lig var vor kamp.Jeg —hg-rer end-nu di - ne tramp. c ¢ Gdim G 4S Em __ G+ Og min-des jeg vor faerd,du blitrmigneer,sé nersomvardy her. Kun dig og ingen AT D7, SG o7, G an-den har jeg den gam-le tom-me —stald, G7 tees =& + —— ost der li'-som jeg gar lang-somt i for - fald, kun en. blank~slidt o7 GS Gdim 07 G sad-del er til rest, somet min = de ‘om mingam-le hest.TOUUr YEN NNE EY D7 QUAY ORO) ERQUETY Den tomme stald Musik:Garson J. Robi Tekst:Robert Arnold a 67 GF : + i SS 5] i Se | —- = AQA LEAL Den glade vandrer Dansk tekst:Per Jen Musik:Friedr. W. Miller Den gla- de van ~ drer kal ~ des sorg ~ Ips, min oo E Bi ci lan=de = vej den stir mit hjer te —— h— Den en ~ de ~ Ip se Fal -de - ra Foo ner. Fal-de = ri Fal-de - ra C7 —— Fal-de-ha-ha—ha-ha~ ha-haFol-de - ri_ Fal -de = ra. Bb 7 Tau & F Den stir mit —hjer- te ner, ee Den varme sol den er min ven, og regnen er min bror, naturen, &, jeg elsker den, alverden er min mor. Falderi, Faldera, Faldera, Falde ha ha ha ha ha he Falderi, Falderra, alverden er min mor. Jeg kalder skovens dyr ved navn, og alle kender mig. Jeg ta'r dem varsomt i min favn, og ondskab kendes ej. Falderi, Faldera, Faldera, Falde ha ha ha ha ha ha Falderi, Faldera, og ondskab kendes ej. Jeg hviler mig i grgftens gres, og kender ej til skam. Nar bonden kerer med sit las, s& vinker jeg til ham. Falderi, Faldera, Faldera, Falde ha ha ha ha ha ha Falderi, Faldera, s& vinker jeg til ham. Den glade vandrer kaldes jeg for godt er mit humgr. Votherre, giv mig lov at g& pa vejen til jeg der, Falderi, Faldera, Faldera, Falde ha ha ha ha ha ha Falderi Faldera, p& vejen til jeg dé. © Cony 1954 by Bossorth 8 Co Ld. London, For Skandinavie : Musikforlaget Imudico A/S, K¢benhavnHUE Ye HEE DL Den gamle gartners sang Tekst: Allan Honde Musik:Ont Wieling og E SSS == ee a + ~ Narjeg ser pa skgn-ne blom-ster, duk-ker svund-ne min-der frem, orm den 8b 7 F o7 hee gam-le mil-de gart ner i mit Fer ~ne barn-doms-hjem, Jeg skal al-drig, al-aig Gm a i Dm, Gm, Gs =e = s Glem-me den-ne dy-be re-ne stem-me,jeg hor el ~ sket den en- gang, og jeg E F jnarhan sang: Plante FZ smil og plante sol-skin,plante sang i al-le Bb. F sind, ska-be —hver-dag om til fest. oglukeke lysog gle-de ind. Smil og sang og mange blomster Nar det sker for mig, at jeg bli'r gro'de frem af havens jord, bade trist og kold 2g or8, fra de hgje, grénne birke husker jeg den gamle gartner Igd et muntert fuglekor. 0g de ting, han tro'de pd. Det var eventyrets rige, Sely om sorgerne er slemme for en lille bitte pige. far en sang mig til at glemme, Da'n var lys 0g god og lang jeg har lert det gang p’ gang, nér den gamle gartner sang: af den gamle gartners sang: Plante smil og plante solskin Plante smil og plante solskin plante sang i alle sind, plante sang i alle sind, skabe hverdag om til fest skabe hverdag om til fest 09 lukke lys og glede ind. 0g luke lys og glede ind. © hia tla a ntesong A, Sverige49 Ayn Ag troub-led wa-ter | will layme down. Sailon — sil-ver girl, sailon by. Your time has come to shine all your ¢ E Am G dreams areon their way. See how they shine, oh, if you Cc. 7 7 FE 07 G7 7 F _F im right be- hind. Like a bridge o-ver Ayn F £7 Am C7. FD c Am? troub-led_ wa-ter Iwill ease your mind. Likea — bridgeo-ver troub ~ led warter I will ease your mind.EDR) EBL) EU Omg) HRY gee my EE Bridge over troubled water Tekst & musik: Paul Simon. When youre wear = ty feel-in' small when learsare down ond out when youreon the street when evening in reyes TM! dry them el > I'm on your de, oh, falls 2 Rard Iwill comfort you lilftclce youre a pastatohs G when times ‘get “rough, condiriends just con't be found. when dark- mess comes, andpain is all a-round, ikea AZ. G7 Am_C7 Ftdim bridge o-ver troub-led wa-ter Iwill lay me down, Likea bridge o-ver G7 will lay me down. © Te mad tlldele of Sonat Mic ABmu) LE m) OD Dm? As time goes by (Fra filmen "CASABLANCA) Tekst & musik: Herman Hupfeld Gt Om G7 c You Em. till a Dm must re-member this, o D7, kiss, @ sighs just a sigh, G7 c —— _ The fun-da-men-tal things ap ~ ply, As time goes by. And Dm? G7 im G7 ic a when two lovers woo, they still say"I love you", on that you can re~ly,———_No D7, Dm G7 , ; — matter whatthe fu ture brings, As time goes by,=——=—=—— E Dm moonlightand love ~songs nev-er out of date, heartsfullof pas - sion, jeal-ous-y and hate. ¢ Am o7 7 CEdim Wo-mans needs man, and manmusthavehis mate,that no one can de ~_ ny. W's Dm7_ G7 G7 Cc + Em still the sameold sto-ry, @ fight forloveand glo-ry, A case of do or _dies— The o7 Om 7 G+ [IC 2c worldwill ol-ways wel-come lo -vers, As time goes by.— You by. — © pry 22h by Mom, nes Renewed Warner Bor Most (Scandinavia) A-B.51 Dolens yngling hende handen reekker: "O, Alvilda, bliv min vene brud, alt mit guld jeg for din fod nedlegger, kleeder dig som alpens rose’ prud." Men hun svared': "Ingens brud jeg bliver, for jeg far det Ipfte af hans mund, cot han mig en alperose giver, thi en eneste jeg gnsker kun. Har du, Junus, mod til det ot ggre, da du blive skal min elskte mand, Herrens hand skol dig pa bjerget f¢re, men farvel, hvis det dig lykkes ej Keekt s8 klatred' han ad biergets side, na'de op, hvor alpens rose stod, plukkede en klynge roser hvide, og den kasted' for Alvildas fod. Glod Alvilda nu hans stemme hgcte: "Her er alperosen fra din ven, Herren, som min fod pé bjerget ferte, forer mig nok ned til dig igen." Men imens hans gine frydfuldt skinne, gled hans fod fra stedet, hvor hon stod, eg han faldt fra alpens hgje tinde ned i dalen for Alvildas fod. Déden blev for kerlighed hom givet, sgnderslagen 18 hans legem' der. Pigen grad: "Nu er forspildt mig livet, jeg har mistet den, jeg fik sé ker. Kunne jeg ham ej i livet félge, vil jeg nu i dgden med hom 94, far, foreldre, vel pa livets bglge, oh | sfstre, gid | lykken nd." Op hun steg og faldt s& ved hans side, og 1é knust hos ham ved klippens fod. Alpens roser var ej langer hvide, de var farvet rpd af deres blod.UY REY EE Alperosen Ukendt forfatter Dansk gérdsangervise D7 G Hit pa al ~ pens is ~ be -lag- te spi - re———— Dig G der hvor in = tet men-ne = ske ter 9, ———_—— al = pe -r0 = sen, som man ej kan nd. Der i Dalen skued' man en blomme, yndig kon som alpens rose hvid, bejlerne i flok til hende komme, for at egte pigen huld og blid. Hun var ung, hun var en yndig terne, datter af den rige k¢bmand Bro, ingen nd'de dog den klare stjeme, thi i hendes sje! tog hovmed bo. © copyright 1981 Musiorlaget Imudics A/S, Kebenhavn"my wh HN vray Agnes vals Cdim Tekst: Carl. Viggo Meincke Musik:William Hannah verse: D AZ ay ba F vals kan brin-ge os gle - de, og= sd sor-ger_ og 2 Bl Am i = sto rie, “lidt ba- nal = ma = AZ ske. Jed dan -sed -— sam-menmed Ag nes, tro! =de lyk-ken var G___ddim__ A Az men den svandt refr brat med G to-nen fra o7 Bi-lo og Val® sen® ml Ag~ nes var skgn. 07. 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When I'm home —____ Am Cc ev-'ry-thingseemes-to be all = right, When Im home Am F G D.S.al coda Goda feel-ingyou hold-ing me tight, _tight, Yeah. Ifs beena right, Youknow FZ Cm _C F7__8b feel all | = right’ —-Youknow! feel alll ~ right. © Mad tad of Ale Me, StockholmOOTY LS) EE QL HE Yes, sir, that’smy baby Tekst: Gus Kahn ‘Musik: Walther Donaldson 142. Yes Sir, that's my ba-by, No, Sir, don'tmeanmaybe, Yes Sir, F Fain that's my ba-by now. 7. _F No Ma'am wedon't hide it, Yes Ma'am you're in-vit - ed now. £7. Bb i By the pee by the way, Pret-ty soon, prel-ty soon, G7, 7, reach th eacher I'll soy, hear that Eoc"hen- grin tune, E§dim a that's my bo: No Sir, don'tmean may-be, Yes Sir, that's my _ba-by she's for me_sir who for, should she be, sir? Yes Sir, _that's my ba-by ee eee TE now. now. ROW. now! © Med silladelie of Reuter & Reuter Forlag A-B.