Eyolf Østrem

    C                F            C
I'm glad I've got to see you once again
               G                     C
although we're through, I still love you
  C               F               C
I guess I have to call you just a friend
        G                    C
Someone new has just stepped in

  G                                 C
I try to tell my heart that I don't need you
G                            C
But I know that it is just a lie
    C              F                   C
And if someday his love should prove untrue
         G                          C

B         E/b   B
Blue sky
E/b        B     E/b  B   E/b
upon the horizon,
B            E/b  B
Private eye
   E/b   B      E/b  B  B7
is on my trail,
       E7
And if I don't be there by morning
                 B  E/b   B
She'll know that I
        E/b                B      E/b   B   E/b
must've spent the night in jail.

I been runnin'
from Memphis to LA
Had an appointment
set sometime for today
And if I don't be there by morning
She'll know that I
must have gone the other way.

D#m7                    G#m
 Finding my way back to you, girl,

           G        /e    /d
Well, your clock is gonna stop
/b      G   /e     /d
At Saint  Peter's gate.
   /b    G       /e   /d
Ya gonna ask him what time it is,
     /b    C                      /b
He's gonna say, "It's too late."
G/d  G
Hey, hey!
    C               /b
I'd sure hate to be you           D           /f#   G           /e    /g
        D      /f# G              :   .   .   .     :   .   .   .     :
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    C       Em7/b Am           C/g
Allelu, Alleluia, glory to the Lord
    F       C/e   Dm7          G
Allelu, Alleluia, glory to the Lord
    C       Em7/b Am           C/g
Allelu, Alleluia, glory to the Lord
    F     G            C   F/c  C
Alleluia, glory to the Lord

We will sing, We will sing a song unto the Lord.
We will sing, We will sing a song unto the Lord.
We will sing, We will sing a song unto the Lord.
We will sing a song unto the Lord

In his name, in his name we have the victory.
In his name, in his name we have the victory.

G
I am the Man, Thomas

I am the Man

Look at these nail scars
D          G
Here in my hand

G
They drove me up the hill, Thomas

I am the Man

They made me carry the cross, Thomas
D        G
I am the Man

I am the Man, Thomas
I am the Man
Look at these nail scars
Here in my hand

They crowned my head with thorns, Thomas
I am the Man
They nailed me to the cross, Thomas
I am the Man

I am the Man, Thomas
I am the Man
Look at these nail scars
Here in my hand

C                   F                          C
I ain't got no home, I'm just a-ramblin' 'round,
C                                  D               G
A hard working ramblin' man, and I go from town to town.
C                   F
police make it hard  wherever I may go
    C                           G        C
And I ain't got no home in this world anymore.

[C          F  C            F        C]
I ain't got no home in this world anymore.

I was farmin' on the shares, always I was poor;

Intro:

    E                                   B
Oh, come hear my story, I'll tell it to you
                                        E
My heart is all broken, I'm sad and I'm blue
                                        B
I just lost my darling, her name was La La
                                    E
As pretty as a picture and twice as fair.

     E                            B
Hey! La La, Oh! La La, my true La La
                                  E
Oh La La, La La La, my true La La.

                           C
Take the ribbons from your hair
                         F
Shake it lose and let it fall
                         G
Lay it soft against your skin
                        C
Like the shadows on the wall

Come and lay down by my side
Till the early morning bright
All I'm taking is your time
Help me make it through the night

                              F
I don't care what's right or wrong
                    C
I don't try to understand
                     D
Let the devil take tomorrow

There's a home place under fire tonight in the heartland,

And the bankers are takin' my home and my land from me.

There's a big achin' hole in my chest now where my heart was,

And a hole in the sky where God used to be.


There's a home place under fire tonight in the heartland,
There's a well with water so bitter nobody can drink.
Ain't no way to get high and my mouth is so dry that I can't speak.
Don't they know that I'm dyin', why nobody cryin' for me? 

My American dream
Fell apart at the seams.
You tell me what it means,