D  C  G D G D Of war and peace the truth just twists, its curfew gull it glides
C  G  D   G  D Upon 4-legged forest clouds the cowboy angel rides
A7 D G C G A With his candle lit into the sun, though its glow is waxed in black
D  F G D  G D All except when 'neath the trees of Eden D  C  G D G D
 

D  C  G D G D The lampost stands with folded arms, its iron claws attached
C  G  D   G  D To curbs 'neath holes where babies wail though it shadows metal badge
A7 D G C G A All in all can only fall with a crashing but meaningless blow
D  F G D  G D No sound ever comes from the gates of Eden
 

D  C  G D G D This savage soldier sticks his head in sand and then complains
C  G  D   G  D Unto the shoeless hunter who's gone deaf but still remains
A7 D G C G A Upon the beach where hounddogs bay at ships with tattooed sails
D  F G D  G D Heading for the gates of Eden

D  C  G D G D With a time-rusted compass blade, Aladdin and his Lamp
C  G  D   G  D Sits with utopian hermit monks, side-saddle on the Golden Calf
A7 D G C G A And on their promises of paradise you will not hear a laugh
D  F G D  G D All except inside the gates of Eden

D  C  G D G D Relationships of ownership they whisper in the wings
C  G  D   G  D To those condemned to act accordingly and wait for succeeding kings
A7 D G C G A And I try to harmonize with songs the lonesome sparrow sings
D  F G D  G D There are no kings inside the gates of Eden

D  C  G D G D The motorcycle black madonna two-wheeled gypsy queen
C  G  D   G  D And her silver studded phantom cause the grey-flanneled dwarf to scream
A7 D G C G A As he weeps to wicked birds of prey who pick up on his breadcrumbs sins
D  F G D  G D And there are no sins inside the gates of Eden

D  C  G D G D The kingdoms of experience in the precious winds they rot
C  G  D   G  D While paupers change possessions each one wishing for what the other has got
A7 D G C G A And the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what is not
D  F G D  G D It doesnt matter inside the gates of Eden

D  C  G D G D The foreign sun it squints upon a bed that is never mine
C  G  D   G  D As friends and other strangers from their fates try to resign
A7 D G C G A Leaving men wholly totally free to do anything they wish to do but die
D  F G D  G D And there are no trials inside the gates of Eden

D  C  G D G D At dawn my lover comes to me and tells me of her dreams
C  G  D   G  D With no attempts to shovel the glimpse into the ditch of what each one means
A7 D G C G A At times I think there are no words but these to tell what's true
D  F G D  G D And there are no truths outside the gates of Eden

06-02-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

[A] Lay lady lay, [C#m]lay [G] across my big [Bm]brass bed A C#m G Bm [A] Lay lady lay, l[C#m]ay [G] across my big bra[Bm]ss bed A C#m G Bm [E] Whatever colours[F#m] you have in your min[A]d [E] I'll show them to you [F#m] and [A] you'll see them shine [A] Lay lady [C#m] lay, lay [G] across my big [Bm] brass bed A C#m G Bm   Stay lady stay, stay with your man awhile Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean And you're the best thing that he's ever seen Stay lady stay, stay with your man awhile   [C#m] Why wait any longer for the world [E] to beg[F#m]in A [C#m] You can have your cake and eat it too Bm A [C#m] Why wait any longer for the [E] one you [F#m] love A When he's [C#m] standing in front of [Bm] you   Lay lady lay, lay across my big brass bed A C#m G Bm Stay lady stay, stay while the night is still ahead A C#m G Bm I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you in the night Stay lady stay, stay while the night is still ahead   A C#m G Bm A Bm C#m D A

05-02-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

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)

04-02-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

Capodaster : fret 6   Am Am7(of Esus) Am (6x) Am C G F Am Am7 (of G D Am Esus Am) (lijn 7 en 8)   Am Am Am7 Am Come you masters of war Am Am Am7 Am You that build all the guns Am Am Am7 Am You that build the death planes Am Am Am7 Am You that build the big bombs Am Am Am7 Am You that hide behind walls Am Am Am7 Am You that hide behind desks Am C G I just want you to know F Am Am7 Am I can see through your masks   You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly   Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain   You fasten the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud   You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins   How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you Even Jesus would never Forgive what you do   Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul   And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead

03-02-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

[G] If today was not an [C] endless [G] highway [G] If tonight was not a [C] crooked [G] trail If [C] tomorrow [D] wasn't such a [G] long time Then [C] lonesome would [D] mean nothing to [G] you at all Yes, and [C] only if my [D] own true love was [G] waitin' Yes, and [C] if I could hear her [D] heart a-softly [G] poundin' [C] Only if [D] she was lyin' [G] by me Then I'd [C] lie in my [D] bed once [G] again. I can't see my reflection in the water I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Or can't remember the sound of my own name There's beauty in the silver, singing river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes.

02-02-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

G Am7 Once upon a time you dressed so fine G/B C D D7 You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you? G Am7 G/B People’d call, say, beware doll, you’re bound to fall C D D7 You thought they were all kiddin’ you C D You used to laugh about C D Everybody that was hangin’ out C G/B Am7 G Now you don’t talk so loud C G/B Am7 G Now you don’t seem so proud Am C D D7 About having to be scrounging your next meal.   D G C D How does it feel D G C D How does it feel D G C D To be without a home D G C D Like a complete unknown D G C D7 Like a rolling stone?   You’ve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it Nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it You said you’d never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realize He’s not selling any alibis As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes And say do you want to make a deal?   How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?   You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and did tricks for you You never understood that it ain’t no good You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a siamese cat Ain’t it hard when you discover that He really wasn’t where it’s at After he took from you everything he could steal.   How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?   Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made Exchanging all precious gifts But you’d better take your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At napoleon and in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.   How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?  

01-02-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

Intro:D G A
Chorus:
G A D G
Hey! Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me.
D G Em A
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
G A D G
Hey! Mister Tambourine Man, play a song for me.
D G Em A D G D
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come following you.
G A D G
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into the sand.
D G D G
Vanished from my hand, left me blindly here to stand
Em A
but still not sleeping!
G A D G D G
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet I have no one to meet.
D G Em A
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Chorus
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel the grip,
my toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
to be wandering
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade cast your dancing spell my way,
I promise to go under it
Chorus
Though you might hear laughin' spinnin' swingin' madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
seein' that he's chasing
Chorus
Then take me dissapearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightended trees out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand wavin' free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate drive deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow

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[C]Des winters [G]als het [C]regent, Dan [Am]zijn de [G]paadjes [C]diep, [G]ja [C]diep, Dan komt het [G]loze [C]vissertje Al [Am]vissen al in het [C]riet, [G]ja [C]riet. Met zijnen [G]rijfstok, met zijnen [C]strijkstok. Met zijnen [G]lapzak, met zijnen [C]knapzak Met zijne [Am]lere van dire domme [G]dere, Met zijne lere laarsjes [C]aan. Met zijne [Am]lere van dire domme [G]dere, Met zijne lere [G]laarsjes [C]aan. Dat loze molenarinnetje Ging in heur deurtje staan, ja staan, Opdat het aardig vissertje Voorbij haar heen zou gaan, ja gaan. ref "Wat heb ik U misdreven, Wat heb ik U misdaan, ja daan, Opdat ik niet met vrede Voorbij uw deur mag gaan, ja gaan." ref "Gij hebt mij niets misdreven, Gij hebt mij niets misdaan, ja daan, Maar moet mij driemaal zoenen, Eer gij van hier moogt gaan. Ja gaan." ref

05-12-2008 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

[Dm][F][C] [Dm][F][C] [E]Daar was [C]laatst een [E]meisje [C]loos [E]Die wou gaan [G]varen, die wou gaan [E]varen [E]Daar was [C]laatst een [E]meisje [C]loos [C]Die wou gaan [G]varen als [F]licht[C]matroos [Dm][F][C] [Dm][F][C] OF [C]Daar was laatst een meisje loos [C]Die wou gaan [G]varen, die wou gaan [C]varen [C]Daar was laatst een meisje loos [C]Die wou gaan [G]varen als licht[C]matroos Zij moest klimmen in de mast Maken de zeilen, maken de zeilen Zij moest klimmen in de mast Maken de zeilen met touwtjes vast Maar door storm en tegenweer Sloegen de zeilen, sloegen de zeilen Maar door storm en tegenweer Sloegen de zeilen van boven neer Och kap'teintje, sla me niet Ik ben uw liefje, ik ben uw liefje Och kap'teintje, sla me niet Ik ben uw liefje zoals gij ziet Zij moest komen in de kajuit Kreeg een pak ransel, kreeg een pak ransel Zij moest komen in de kajuit Kreeg een pak ransel En toen was het uit (of : en daarmee was't uit)

04-12-2008 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

POTC[Pirates Of The Caribbean]- What shall we do with a drunken sailor

1.Allen die willen te kaapren varen

A C C A E
Allen die willen te kaapren varen
Am C C Am
moeten mannen met baarden zijn
C D E
jan piet joris en corneel
Am Em Em Am
die hebben baarden die hebben baarden
C D E
jan piet joris en corneel
Am Em Em C Am
die hebben baarden zij varen mee

Allen die dood en duivel niet duchten etc.


2.Allen die willen te kaapren varen

Am                                 G7
Allen die willen te kaapren varen
Am                               G7
moeten mannen met baarden zijn
C   D    E    C    D   E
jan piet joris en corneel
G7                         Am
die hebben baarden die hebben baarden
C   D    E    C    D   E
jan piet joris en corneel
G7                           Am
die hebben baarden zij varen mee
Allen die dood en duivel niet duchten
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die willen walvis jagen
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die van stromen en golven houden
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die willen een pijpje roken
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die met ons in zee verdrinken
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die ranzige tweebak roken
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die dood en duivel niet vrezen
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die van vrouwen en brandewijn houden
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein
Al die mee naar de helle varen
Moeten mannen met baarden zijn
Refrein

03-12-2008 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers