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D G D I can see clearly now the rain is gone D G A I can see all obstacles in my way D G D Gone all the dark clouds that made me blind C G D It's gonna be a bright, (bright) bright, (bright) sun shiny day C G D It's gonna be a bright, (bright) bright, (bright) sun shiny day I think I can make it now the pain is gone All of the bad feelings have disappeared Here is the rainbow I've been praying for It's gonna be a bright, bright, bright, bright, sun shiny day F C Look all around, there's nothing but blue skies F A Look straight ahead, there's nothing but blue skies C#m G C#m G C Bm A Of : E A E E A B E A E D A E G D G B Ebm A Ebm A D C#m B of: A D A A D E A D A G D A C G C E Abm D Abm D G F#m E

C7 sunshine came softly through my a-window today C7 could've tripped out easy but i've a-changed my ways F it'll take some time i know it but in a while C7 your gonna be mine i know it,we'll do it in style G7 F F 'cause i made my mind up you're going to be mine,i'll tell you right now C7 any trick in the book now baby a-that i can find everybody's hustlin' just to have a little scene when i say we'll be cool i think that you know what i mean we stood on the beach at sunset,do you remember when? i know a beach where baby a-it never ends when you've made your mind up,forever to be mine i'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind 'cause i made my mind up,you're going to be mine i'll tell you right now any trick in the book now baby a-that i can find superman or green lantern ain't got nothing on me i can make like a turtle and dive for pearls in the sea a-you can just sit there a-thinkin' on your velvet throne 'bout all the rainbows a-you can have for your own when you've made your mind up forever to be mine i'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind when you've made up your mind forever to be mine i'll pick up your hand and slowly blow your little mind when you've made up your mind forever to be mine

[Em]Nights in white [D]satin [Em] Never reaching the [D]end [C]Letters I've [G]written [F] Never meaning to [Em]send [Em]Beauty I'd [D]always missed [Em] With these eyes [D]before [C]Just what the [G]truth is, [F] I can't say any[Em]more 'Cause I [A]love you Yes I [C]love you Oh how I [Em]love you [D] [Em] [D] [Em]Gazing at [D]people [Em] Some hand in [D]hand [C]Just what I'm [G]going thru [F] They can't under[Em]stand [Em]Some try to [D]tell me [Em] Thoughts thay cannot [D]defend [C]Just what you [G]want to be [F] You'll be in the [Em]end 'Cause I [A]love you Yes I [C]love you Oh how I [Em]love you [D] [Em] [D]

[G]Almost heaven, West [Em]Virginia, [D]Blue Ridge Mountains, [C]Shenandoah [G]River. [G]Life is old there, [Em]older than the trees, [D]Younger than the mountains [C]growin' like a [G]breeze (CHORUS) [G]Country Roads, take me [D]home To the [Em]place I be[C]long: West Vir[G]ginia, mountain mom[D]ma, Take me [C]home, Country [G]Roads. [G]All my mem'ries [Em]gather 'round her, [D]Miner's lady, [C]stranger to blue [G]water. Dark and dusty, [Em]painted on the sky, [D]Misty taste of moonshine, [C]teardrop in my [G]eye. (CHORUS) [G]Country Roads, take me [D]home To the [Em]place I be[C]long: West Vir[G]ginia, mountain mom[D]ma, Take me [C]home, Country [G]Roads. [Em]I hear her [D]voice, in the [G]mornin' hours she calls me, The radio re[C]minds me of my [G]home far [D]away, And [Em]drivin' down the [F]road I get a [C]feelin' that I [G]should have been home [D]yesterday, yester[D7]day. (CHORUS) [G]Country Roads, take me [D]home To the [Em]place I be[C]long: West Vir[G]ginia, mountain mom[D]ma, Take me [C]home, Country [G]Roads. [G]Country Roads, take me [D]home To the [Em]place I be[C]long: West Vir[G]ginia, mountain mom[D]ma, Take me [C]home, Country [G]Roads. Take me [C]home, Country [G]Roads. Take me [C]home, Country [G]Roads.

1:FRET 3 [C] It is the [D] evening of the [F] day. [G7] [C] I sit and [D] watch the children [F] play. [G7] [G] Smiling faces [G7] I can see, [C] but not for [Am] me. [F] I sit and watch as tears go [G7] by.[c] [C] My riches [D] can't buy every[F]thing. [G7] [C] I want to [D] hear the children [F] sing. [G7] [G] All I hear [G7] is the sound [C] of rain falling [Am] on the ground. [F] I sit and watch as tears go [G7] by.[c] Solo (the same as the intro) [C] It is the [D] evening of the [C] day. [G7] [C] I sit and [D] watch the children [F] play. [G7] [G] Doing things I [G7] used to do [C] they think are [Am] new. [F] I sit and watch as tears go [G7] by.[c] 2: [G] It is the [A] evening of the [C] day. [D] [G] I sit and [A] watch the children [C] play. [D] [C] Smiling faces [D] I can see, [G] but not for [Em] me. [C] I sit and watch as tears [Em] go [D] by. [G] My riches [A] can't buy every[C]thing. [D] [G] I want to [A] hear the children [C] sing. [D] [C] All I hear [D] is the sound [G] of rain falling [Em] on the ground. [C] I sit and watch as tears [Em] go [D] by. Solo (the same as the intro) [G] It is the [A] evening of the [C] day. [D] [G] I sit and [A] watch the children [C] play. [D] [C] Doing things I [D] used to do [G] they think are [Em] new. [C] I sit and watch as tears [Em] go [D] by. [G] [A] [C] [D] [G] [A] [C] [D]

[Fret 5] 1. [Am]On a [G]wagon [Am]bound for [G]market [AM]there's a [F]calf with a [G]mournfull [Am]eye [Am]high a[G]bove him [Am]there's a [G]swallow [Am]winging [F]swifly [G]through the [Am]sky [G]How the winds are [Am]laughing, they [G]laugh with all their [Am]might(mind) [G]laugh and laugh the [C]whole [Em]day [Am]through and [Am]half the [G]summers [Am]night Chorus [G]Donna Donna Donna [Am]Donna [G]Donna Donna Donna [Am]Don [G]Donna Donna Donna [Am]Donna [G]Donna Donna Donna [Am]Don 2. Stop complaining, said the farmer, who told you a calf to be why don't you have wings to fly with like a swallow so proud and free ? 3. Calves are easily bound and slaughtered never knowing the reason why but who ever treasures freedom, like the swallow had learned to fly

PARIJS - De Franse auteur en schrijver van liedjesteksten Jacques Lanzmann is op 79-jarige leeftijd in Parijs overleden, zo heeft zijn familie bekendgemaakt. Hij schreef onder meer het liedje 'Il est cinq heures, Paris s'éveille' dat gezongen werd door Jacques Dutronc.   [Am]Je suis le dauphin de la place dauphine [C]Et la place blanche a mauvaise mine [Am]Les camions sont pleins de lait [C]Les balayeurs sont pleins de balais.   chorus:   [C]Il est 5 [E7]heures [Am]Paris s'eveill[Bm]e [E7]Paris s'eveill[Am]e.   Les travestis vont se raser Les streap-teaseuses sont rhabillees Les traversins sont ecrases Les amoureux sont fatigues.   chorus   Le cafe est dans les tasses Les cafes nettoient leurs glaces Et sur le boulevard Montparnasse La gare n'est plus qu'une carcasse.   chorus   Les banlieusards sont dans les gares A la villette on tranche le lard Paris by night regagne les cars Les boulangers font des batards.   chorus   La tour Eiffel a froid aux pieds L'Arc de Triomphe est ranime Et l'Obelisque est bien dressee Entre le nuit et la journee.   chorus   Les journaux sont imprimes Les ouvriers sont deprimes Les gens se levent ils sont brimes C'est l'heure ou je vais me coucher.   [C]Il est 5 [E7]heures [A]Paris s'evei[Bm]lle, [C]Il est 5 [E7]heures [E7]Je n'ai pas sommei[Am]l.

I [C]closed [G]my [Am]eyes, on[G]ly for a m[Dm]oment and the m[Am]oment is gone [C]All m[G]y d[Am]reams p[G]assed before my [Dm]eyes in cur[Am]iousity [G]Dust in the w[Am]ind, [G]all we are is dust in the win[Am]d   [C]same [G]old [Am]song j[G]ust a drop of wa[Dm]ter in a en[Am]dless sea [C]all [G]we [Am]do c[G]rumbles to the g[Dm]round though we re[Am]fused to see [G]Dust in the w[Am]ind, a[G]ll we are is dust in the win[Am]d   instrumentaal:   now [C]don't h[G]ang [Am]on [G]nothing last fore[Dm]ver but the e[Am]arth and sky it s[C]lips a[G]wa[Am]y al[G]l your money w[Dm]ould another m[Am]inute by [G]Dust in the [Am]wind, al[G]l we are is dust in the wi[Am]nd. all [G]we are is dust in the wi[Am]nd. D[G]ust in the wi[Am]nd,   eve[G]rything is dust In the [Am]wind. e[G]verything is dust In th[Am]e wind

G Yellow is the colour of my true loves hair C G in the morning when we rise C G in the morning when we rise D C G That's the time thats the time I love the best G Green's the colour of the sprklin' corn C G in the morning when we rise C G in the morning when we rise D C G That's the time thats the time I love the best G Mellow is the feelin' that I get C G when I see her Mm hmm C G when I see her uh - huh D C G That's the time thats the time I love the best G Freedom is a word I rarely use C G Without thinkin' mm - hmm C G without thinkin' mm -hmm D C G C G of the time of the time when I've been loved

Em D Hello darkness, my old friend, Em I've come to talk with you again, C G Because a vision soft creeping, Em C G Left it's seeds while I was sleeping, C C/G G And the vision that was planted in my brain Em Still remains D Em Within the sound of silence. Em D In restless dreams I walked alone Em Narrow streets of cobblestone, Em C G 'Neath the halo of a street lamp, Em C G I turned my collar to the cold and damp C When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon G light Em That split the night D Em And touched the sound of silence. Em D And in the naked light I saw Em Ten thousand people, maybe more. Em C G People talking without speaking, Em C G People hearing without listening, C G People writing songs that voices never share Em And no one dare D Em Disturb the sound of silence. Em D Fools said i, you do not know Em Silence like a cancer grows. Em C G Hear my words that I might teach you, Em C G Take my arms that I might reach you. C G But my words like silent raindrops fell, Em And echoed D Em In the wells of silence Em D And the people bowed and prayed Em To the neon God they made. Em C G And the sign flashed out it's warning, Em C G In the words that it was forming. Em C And the sign said, the words of the prophets C G Are written on the subway walls Em And tenement halls. D Em And whispered in the sounds of silence.