Seven Spanish Angels

Seven Spanish Angels
Willie Nelson

[G]He looked down into her brown eyes and said
Say a prayer for [D7]me
She threw her arms around him whispered
God will keep us [G]free

They could see the riders coming
He said This is my last [C]fight
If they take me back to [G]Texas
They won't [D7]take me back [G]alive

There were seven Spanish angels
At the altar of the [D7]sun
They were praying for the lovers
In the valley of the [G]gun

When the battle stopped and the smoke cleared
There was thunder from the [C]throne
And seven Spanish [G]angels
Took [D7]another angel [G]home

She reached down and picked the gun up
That lay smoking in his [D7]hand
She said Father please forgive me
I can't make it without my [G]man

And she knew the gun was empty
And she knew she could not [C]win
But her final prayer was [G]answered
When the [D7]rifles fired [G]again


Repeat #3,4

Someone Somewhere Tonight

{t:Someone Somewhere Tonight}
{st:Kenny Rogers}


[C]Someone somewhere tonight is taking their [G7]first steps
Letting go of the hands that [F]held them and trusting them[G7]selves
[C]Someone somewhere tonight is hearing their [G7]last rites
And praying with [F]all their might that there's something [G7]else


So [Dm]babe [G7]lie down beside me
[C]Let's lie real [Am]still [G7]
[F]And tell me you [G7]love me
[F]And you always will


Someone [C]somewhere tonight is tasting their [G7]first kiss
Whispering softly [F]this wish for this night to go [G7]on
[C]While someone somewhere is holding on to a [G7]Bible
Pouring one more hoping that [F]God will get them through till the [G7]dawn

Repeat #2
Someone [C]somewhere tonight is stuck in a [G7]prison
Breathing but just barely [F]living behind walls of their [G7]own
And [C]someone somewhere tonight just found their own [G7]wings
Found some beauty and found some meaning
[F]Found some truth despite it [G7]all


So [Dm]babe [G7]lie down beside me
[C]Let's lie real [Am]still [G7]
[F]And tell me you [G7]love me
[F]And you always [C]will
You [F]always [C]will

Sommerens Ø

{t:Sommerens Ø}
{st:}
{key:G}
{time:6/8}

H[G]vergang en s[Em]ommer i-[Am7]gen kommer [D7]dragende,
[G]dvælende, [A#0]farende [Am7]hen,    [E7]
[Am]er det som [H7]kom man i [Em]dybet af [F#7]dagene
[AM7]hjem til sin hj[D7]emegn [G]igen.


[G]Ude i [Em]verden, hvor [Am7]jor-den og [D7]himlene
[G]skifter i [A#0]ukendte [Am7]skær,   [E7]
[Am]længes man [H7]ind i sit [Em]øriges [F#7]svimlende
[Am7]verden af [D7]lunerigt [G]vejr.


[G]Åh, at for-[Em]undres og [Am7]komme på [D7]luftene
[G]let som et [A#0]løve-tands-[Am7]frø     [E7]
[Am]ned i det [H7]syngende, [Em]susende, [F#7]duftende
[Am7]græs på en [D7]sommergrøn [G]ø.

 
[G]Her er man [Em]hjemme, hvor [Am7]stormen og [D7]vindene,
[G]solen og [A#0]skyerne [Am7]går    [E7]
[Am]midt i det [H7]»nu«, som er [Em]selve den [F#7]rindende
[Am7]tråd mellem [D7]aldre og [G]år.


[G]Her mellem [Em]havet og [Am7]strømmen og [D7]stenene
[G]nynner en [A#0]langelig [Am7]sang,   [E7]
[Am]samlende [H7]alt, som har [Em]været, for[F#7]enende
[Am7]alt, som skal [D7]være en gang.

 
[G]Stranden den [Em]stride, be[Am7]-stormet af [D7]vandene,
[G]lægger sin [A#0]vandrende [Am7]ring,   [E7]
[Am]lukkende [H7]rundt om de [Em]varige, [F#7]standende,
[Am7]enkle og [D7]evige [G]ting.
 

[G]Tavse, mens [Em]druehyld [Am7]løfter mod [D7]rummene
[G]sommerens [A#0]glødende [Am7]bær,   [E7]
[Am]glider vi [H7]ind i den [Em]syngende, [F#7]summende,
[Am7]susende [D7]sommer og »[G]er«.

Swing Low Sweet Chariot

{t:Swing Low Sweet Chariot}
{st:Traditional Afro-American Spiritual}

Swing [D]low, sweet [G]chari-[D]ot, Comin' for to carry me [A7]home. Swing [D7]low, sweet [G]chari-[D]ot, Comin' for to [A7]carry me [D]home. . . . . I [D]looked over Jordan, and [G]what did I [D]see, Comin' for to carry me [A7]home. A [D7]band of angels [G]comin' after [D]me, Comin' for to [A7]carry me home. . . . . If [D]you get there be-[G]fore I [D]do, Comin' for to carry me [A7]home. Just [D7]tell my friends that [G]I'm a comin' [D]too. Comin' for to [A7]carry me home. . . . . I'm [D]sometimes up and [G]sometimes [D]down, Comin' for to carry me [A7]home. But [D7]still my soul feels [G]heavenly [D]bound. Comin' for to [A7]carry me home.

Se min kjole (2 Vers med becifringer)

{t:Se min kjole}
{st:}
[F]Se min [Gm]kjole, [C7]den er grøn som [F]græsset.
[Dm]Alt hvad jeg [Gm]ejer, [C7]det er grønt som [F]den.
[F]Det er for-[Gm]di, jeg el-[C7]sker alt det [F]grønne,
[Dm]og for-[Gm7]di en [C7]jæger er min [F]ven.


[F]Se min [Gm]kjole, [C7]den er blå som [F]havet.
[Dm]Alt hvad jeg [Gm]ejer, [C7]det er blåt som [F]den.
[F]Det er for[Gm]di, jeg [C7]elsker alt det [F]blå,
[Dm]og for-[Gm7]di en [C7]sømand er min [F]ven.

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