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Efnisyfirlit (Sittin' On) The Dock of the Bay ...... 17 A Place In The Sun ...... 18 Aicha ...... 19 Alelda ...... 20 All The Pretty Girls ...... 21 Alone ...... 22 American Pie ...... 23 And It Stoned Me ...... 25 Back in black ...... 26 Because The Night ...... 27 Before You Accuse Me ...... 28 Bittersweet Symphony ...... 29 Black Hole Sun ...... 30 Black Magic Woman ...... 31 Blower’s daughter ...... 32 Blowing In The Wind ...... 33 Boulevard of broken dreams ...... 34 Breaking the Girl ...... 35 Bridge Over Trouble Water ...... 36 Bring It On Home To Me ...... 37 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 3

Brown Eyed Girl ...... 38 Candy ...... 39 Can’t take my eyes off you ...... 40 Cats In The Cradle ...... 41 Chandelier ...... 42 Dancing in the dark ...... 43 Daniel ...... 44 Das Model ...... 45 Daylight ...... 46 De Smukke Unge Mennesker ...... 47 Dead Flowers ...... 48 Desperado ...... 49 Dolphin's Cry ...... 50 Don't Know Why ...... 51 Don't stop me now ...... 52 Donna ...... 53 Don’t Stop Believing ...... 54 Down Under ...... 55 Down to the River to Pray ...... 56 Electric Avenue ...... 57 Englishman In New York ...... 58 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 4

Enjoy The Silence ...... 59 Every breath you take ...... 60 Everybody hurts ...... 61 Exit Music (For a Film) ...... 62 Falling ...... 63 Fire Water Burn ...... 64 Foolish Games ...... 65 Forever Young ...... 66 Fortunate Son ...... 67 Free Bird ...... 68 Free Fallin' ...... 69 Freedom ...... 70 Friday i'm in love ...... 71 Fuck her gently ...... 72 Gimme Hope Joanna ...... 73 Girl from the North Country ...... 74 Girls And Boys ...... 75 Girls Just Want To Have Fun ...... 76 Give Me One Reason ...... 77 Give me love ...... 78 Go your own way ...... 79 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 5

Guaranteed ...... 80 Hard Sun ...... 81 Have you ever seen the rain ...... 82 He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother ...... 83 Help me make it through the night ...... 84 Heroes ...... 85 Hey ...... 86 Hey Joe ...... 87 Hey Tonight ...... 88 Hey hey, my my ...... 89 Highway To Hell ...... 90 Hjálpum þeim ...... 91 Holy Diver ...... 92 Hook ...... 93 Hot N Cold ...... 94 Hurt ...... 95 I Alone ...... 96 I See Fire ...... 97 I Want It All ...... 98 I Want To Break Free ...... 99 I Was Made For Lovin' You ...... 100 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 6

I am the Highway ...... 101 I shot the sheriff ...... 102 I still haven’t found what I’m looking for ...... 103 I will wait ...... 104 I'd Rather Go Blind ...... 105 It's my life ...... 106 Its All Over Now Baby Blue ...... 107 Jambalaya ...... 108 Jammin ...... 109 Jolene ...... 110 Just Breathe ...... 111 Just Give Me A Reason ...... 112 Just a Fool ...... 113 Kids ...... 114 Kiss ...... 115 Kryptonite ...... 116 Lay lady lay ...... 117 Layla ...... 118 Lean on me ...... 119 Leavin' on a Jetplane ...... 120 Leiðin okkar allra ...... 121 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 7

Lemon Tree ...... 122 Let's Dance ...... 123 Letdown ...... 124 Life on Mars? ...... 125 Like a Stone ...... 126 Listen to the music ...... 127 Little Black Submarines ...... 128 Live And Let Die ...... 129 Live forever ...... 130 Livin' On A Prayer ...... 131 Living on my own ...... 132 Long as I can see the Light ...... 133 Losing My Religion ...... 134 Love Will Tear Us Apart ...... 135 Love of my life ...... 136 Love song ...... 137 Madness ...... 138 Man On The Moon ...... 139 Manstu ...... 140 Miss You ...... 141 Moonshadow ...... 142 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 8

More Than Words ...... 143 Morning Has Broken ...... 144 Mr Brownstone ...... 145 Mr. Blue Sky ...... 146 Mr. Brightside ...... 147 Mr. Jones ...... 148 My Way ...... 149 Mykonos ...... 150 New Year's Day ...... 151 Newborn ...... 152 No Rain ...... 153 Nothing Compares to You ...... 154 Nothing Else Matters ...... 155 Nothingman ...... 156 November Rain ...... 157 Oh Very Young ...... 158 Okkar nótt ...... 159 Old Man ...... 160 One ...... 161 One More Cup of Coffee ...... 162 One Too Many Mornings ...... 163 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 9

Orange crush ...... 164 Otherside ...... 165 Our house ...... 166 Paint it black ...... 167 Paradise City ...... 168 Patience ...... 170 Pennyroyal Tea ...... 171 People Are Strange ...... 172 Polly ...... 173 Pride (In the name of love) ...... 174 Psycho Killer ...... 175 Purple Rain ...... 176 Rabbits ...... 177 Radio Ga Ga ...... 178 Rape Me ...... 179 Rebel Yell ...... 180 Reflections Of My Life ...... 181 Respect ...... 182 Rocket Man ...... 183 Rockin' all over the world ...... 184 Rockin' in a free world ...... 185 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 10

Roxanne ...... 186 Ruby Tuesday ...... 187 Run ...... 188 Run to the Hills ...... 189 Satisfaction ...... 190 Save Tonight ...... 191 Say It Ain't So ...... 192 Seasons in the sun ...... 193 Sex on fire ...... 194 Shiny happy people ...... 195 Should I stay or should I go ...... 196 Simple Man ...... 197 Sing ...... 198 Smells Like Teen Spirit ...... 199 So Far Away ...... 201 Some might say ...... 202 Somebody kill me ...... 203 Somebody to Love ...... 204 Someday Never Comes ...... 205 Something in the way ...... 206 Somewhere only we know ...... 207 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 11

Songbird ...... 208 Space Oddity ...... 209 Stand by me ...... 210 Starlight ...... 211 Starman ...... 212 Stay With Me ...... 213 Still got The Blues ...... 214 Stir it up ...... 215 Stop Crying Your Heart Out ...... 216 Story of my life ...... 217 Street Spirit (Fade out) ...... 218 Stuck in a moment ...... 219 Sultans of Swing ...... 220 Sumargestur ...... 221 Summer is gone ...... 222 Summertime ...... 223 Summertime Sadness ...... 224 Sunny afternoon ...... 225 Sunshine Of Your Love ...... 226 Susanna ...... 227 Svört Sól ...... 228 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 12

Sweet Child Of Mine ...... 229 Sweet home Alabama ...... 230 Sympathy for the devil ...... 231 Take It Easy ...... 232 Take it to the Limit ...... 233 Take me home country roads ...... 234 Take on me ...... 235 Tangled up in blue ...... 236 Teach your children ...... 238 Tears In Heaven ...... 239 Telephone ...... 240 Tender ...... 241 Thank You ...... 242 Thank You ...... 243 That's how strong my love is ...... 244 The Boxer ...... 245 The Drugs Don't Work ...... 246 The Great Pretender ...... 247 The Lion Sleeps Tonight ...... 248 The Man in Me ...... 249 The Needle And The Damage Done ...... 250 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 13

The Scientist ...... 251 The Show Must Go On ...... 252 The Weight ...... 253 The man who sold the world ...... 254 The one I love ...... 255 Time is running out ...... 256 Time of your life ...... 257 Times Like These ...... 258 Tiny Dancer ...... 259 Titanium ...... 260 To Love Somebody ...... 261 Today ...... 262 Torn ...... 263 Total Eclipse Of The Heart ...... 264 Tribute ...... 266 Trouble ...... 267 Try A Little Tenderness ...... 268 Tuesday's Gone ...... 269 Umbrella ...... 270 Unattended ...... 271 Unchain my heart ...... 272 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 14

Unchained Melody ...... 273 Under My Thumb ...... 274 Under the bridge ...... 275 Undir þínum áhrifum ...... 276 Unforgettable ...... 277 Unforgiven ...... 278 Unforgiven2 ...... 279 Used to love her ...... 280 Vegbúinn ...... 281 Við gengum tvö ...... 282 Waiting for the sun ...... 283 Walk on the wild side ...... 284 Wanted Dead Or Alive ...... 285 Waterloo Sunset ...... 286 Weak As I Am ...... 287 What A Wonderful World ...... 288 What's the story Morning Glory ...... 289 What's up ...... 290 Whatever ...... 291 When I think of angels ...... 292 When The Stars Go Blue ...... 293 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 15

Where The Streets Have No Name ...... 294 While My Guitar Gently Weeps ...... 295 Whiskey in the jar ...... 296 Who Wants To Live Forever? ...... 297 Who'll stop the rain ...... 298 Whole lotta love ...... 299 Why does it always rain on me ...... 300 Wicked Game ...... 301 Wild World ...... 302 Wild horses ...... 303 Wind of Change ...... 304 With Or Without You ...... 305 Wonderwall ...... 306 Words ...... 307 Yellow ...... 308 Yfirgefinn ...... 309 You Are So Beautiful ...... 310 You Can't Always Get What You Want ...... 311 You Give Me Something ...... 312 You Shook Me All Night Long ...... 313 You Spin Me Round (Like a Record) ...... 314 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 16

You'll Never Walk Alone ...... 315 You’re So Vain ...... 316 Ziggy Stardust ...... 317 Þórður ...... 318 Þú ert mín ...... 319 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 17 (Sittin' On) The Dock of the Bay Höfundur lags: Otis Redding ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Otis Redding ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Otis Redding

Sittin' in the morning sun I'll be sittin' when the evening come Watching the ships roll in, then I watch them roll away again, yeah

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay watching the tide roll away ooh I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay wasting time

I left my home in Georgia Headed for the Frisco bay 'Cause I've had nothing to live for and look like nothing's gonna come my way

So, I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay watching the tide roll away ooh I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay wasting time

Look like nothing's gonna change Everything still remains the same I can't do whatten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same

Sittin' here resting my bones and this loneliness won't leave me alone These two thousand miles I roamed just to make this dock my home

Now I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay watching the tide roll away ooh I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay wasting time Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 18 A Place In The Sun Höfundur lags: Ronald Miller Höfundur texta: Bryan Wells Flytjandi: Stevie Wonder

Like a long lonely stream I keep runnin’ towards a dream Movin’ on, movin’ on

Like a branch on a tree I keep reachin’ to be free Movin’ on, movin’ on

Cause there’s a place in the sun Where there’s hope for ev’ry one Where my poor restless heart’s gotta run There’s a place in the sun And before my life is done Got to find me a place in the sun

Like an old dusty road I get weary from the load Movin’ on, movin’ on

Like this tired troubled earth I’ve been rollin’ since my birth Movin’ on, movin’ on

There’s a place in the sun Where there’s hope for ev’ry one Where my poor restless heart’s gotta run There’s a place in the sun And before my life is done Got to find me that place in the sun Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 19 Aicha Höfundur lags: Jean-Jacques Goldman Höfundur texta: Jean-Jacques Goldman Flytjandi: Outlandish

So sweet, so beautyful Aicha Aicha – smile for me now Everyday like a queen on her throne Aicha Aicha – in my life Don't nobody knows how she feels Aicha, Lady one day it will be real Aicha Aicha – passing me by (there she goes again) She moves, she moves like a breeze Aicha Aicha – my my my I swear I can't get her out of my dreams (is it really real) To have her shining here by my side Aicha Aicha – smile for me now I'd sacrifice all the tears in my eyes Aicha Aicha – in my life

Aicha Aicha – passing me by (there she goes again) Aicha Aicha – my my my (is it really real) Aicha Aicha – smile for me now Aicha Aicha – in my life

She holds her child to her heart Makes her feel like she is blessed from above Falls asleep underneath her sweet tears Her lullaby fades away with his tears

Aicha Aicha – passing me by (there she goes again) Aicha Aicha – my my my (is it really real)

She needs somebody to lean on (lean on) Someone body, mind soul To take her hand, to take her world And show her the time of her life, so true Throw the pain away for good No more contemplating boo

Lord knows the way she feels Everyday in his name she begins To have her shining here by my side I'd sacrifice all the tears in my eyes

Aicha Aicha – ecouté moi

Aicha Aicha – passing me by (there she goes again) Aicha Aicha – my my my (is it really real) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 20 Alelda Höfundur lags: Jón Ólafsson Höfundur texta: Daníel Ágúst Haraldsson Flytjandi: Ný Dönsk

Þrúgunnar reiði, þræta og óskipuleg orð, af sama meiði, helsi og skilningsleysi þess sem maður skilur, hvað er réttlátt, hvað er rangt í eigin heimi, menn verða, verða

Alelda sáldrandi prjáli Alelda fiðrinu feykja..

Hreinsunareldur, bíður þeirra sem að ekki sjá, hvað þessu veldur, hvers konar bölsýni og bull, Sjóndeildarhringur, þeirra í smásjá hverfandi, í eigin heimi, menn verða, verða

Alelda sáldrandi prjáli Alelda fiðrinu feykja..

Alelda sáldrandi prjáli Alelda fiðrinu feykja.. fiðrinu feykja.. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 21 All The Pretty Girls Höfundur lags: Jökull Júlíusson Höfundur texta: Jökull Júlíusson Flytjandi: Kaleo

Capo on 1st fret (for original key of Bbm)

All the pretty girls like Samuel ohh he really doesn't share Although it's more than he can handle life is anything but fair, life is anything but fair

Just as soon as they turn older he'll come and sweep them off their feet It's only making me feel smaller All the hidden love beneath

Won't you lay me, won't you lay me down Won't you lay me, won't you lay me down Won't you lay me, won't you lay me down Won't you lay me, won't you lay - me down

All alone, alone again No one lends a helping hand I have waited, I have waited

Takes it's toll, one's foolish pride How long before I see the light I have waited, I have waited for you to lay me down

Sail on by, sail on by for now They play naked in the water You know it's hard, heaven knows I've tried But it just keeps getting harder

So won't you lay me, won't you lay me down Won't you lay me, won't you lay me down Won't you lay me, won't you lay me down Won't you lay me, won't you lay - me down (x2)

I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait for you I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait for you I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait for you I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait, I'll wait for you

For you to lay me won't you lay me down Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 22 Alone Höfundur lags: Tom Kelly ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Tom Kelly ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Heart

Capó á 1. bandi (for original key of Bbm)

I hear the ticking of the clock, I'm lying here the room's pitch dark I wonder where you are tonight, no answer on your telephone And the night goes by so very slow Oh I hope that it won't end so All alone

Till now, I always got by on my own I never really cared until I met you And now it chills me to the bone How do I get you alone How do I get you alone

You don't know how long I have wanted to touch your lips and hold you tight You don't know how long I have waited and I was gonna tell you tonight But the secret is still my own And my love for you is still unknown All alone ahhhh huhhh huuuu

Till now, I always got by on my own I never really cared until I met you And now it chills me to the bone How do I get you alone How do I get you alone

How do I get you alone How do I get you alone

Alone Alone Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 23 American Pie Höfundur lags: Don McLean Höfundur texta: Don McLean Flytjandi: Madonna ásamt fleirum.

A long, long time ago, singin': This'll be the day that I die, I can still remember how this'll be the day that I die. that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance Now for the years we've been on our own, that I could make those people dance and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone and maybe they'd be happy for a while. but that's not how it used to be. When the jester sang for the King and Queen But February made me shiver, In a coat he borrowed from James Dean with every paper I'd deliver. and a voice that came from you and me. Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step. Oh and while the King was looking down, I can't remember if I cried the jester stole his thorny crown. when I read about his widowed bride. The courtroom was adjourned, Something touched me deep inside, no verdict was returned. the day, the music died. So And while Lennon read a book of Marx, the quartet practiced in the park Bye bye, Miss American Pie. and we sang dirges in the dark Drove my chevy to the levee the day, the music died. We vere singin' but the levee was dry. Them good ole' boys Bye bye, Miss American Pie. were drinkin' whiskey and rye, Drove my chevy to the levee singin': This'll be the day that I die, but the levee was dry. this'll be the day that I die. Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, Did you write the book of love singin': This'll be the day that I die, and do you have faith in God above? this'll be the day that I die. If the Bible tells you so. Now do you believe in rock and roll? Helter-skelter in the summer swelter, Can music save your mortal soul? the birds flew off with a fallout shelter. And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Eight miles high and fallin' fast. It landed foul out on the grass. Well, I know that you're in love with him, The players tried for a forward pass, 'cause I saw you dancin' in the gym, with the jester on the sidelines in a cast. you both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues. Now the halftime air was sweet perfume, I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck while the sergeants played a marching tune. with a pink carnation and a pick up truck, We all got up to dance, but I knew I was out of luck but we never got the chance. the day, the music, died. I started singing, 'Cause the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield. Bye bye, Miss American Pie. Do you recall what was revealed, Drove my chevy to the levee the day, the music, died. We started singin' but the levee was dry. Them good ole' boys Bye bye, Miss American Pie. were drinkin' whiskey and rye, Drove my chevy to the levee Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 24

but the levee was dry. Them good ole' boys Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singin': This'll be the day that I die. singin': This'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.

Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space with no time left to start again. So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick, ´ cause fire is the devil's only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in fists of rage. No angel born in hell, could break that Satan's spell. And as the flames climbed high into the night, to light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan laughing with delight the day, the music, died. He was singin'

Bye bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry. Them good ole' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singin': This'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.

I met a girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned away. I went down to the sacred store where I heard the music years before, but the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed. But not a word was spoken, the church bell all were broken. And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost, they caught the last train for the coast, the day, the music, died. And they were singin'

Bye bye, Miss American Pie, Drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 25 And It Stoned Me Höfundur lags: Van Morrison Höfundur texta: Van Morrison Flytjandi: Van Morrison

Half a mile from the county fair Well he lived all alone in his own little home And the rain keep pourin' down With a great big gallon jar Me and Billy standin' there There were bottles too, one for me and you With a silver half a crown And he said Hey! There you are Hands full of a fishin' rod And the tackle on our backs Oh, the water We just stood there gettin' wet Oh, the water With our backs against the fence Oh, the water Get it myself from the mountain stream Oh, the water Oh, the water And it stoned me to my soul Oh, the water. Stoned me just like Jelly Roll Hope it don't rain all day And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like goin' home Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like goin' home And it stoned me

Then the rain let up and the sun came up And we were gettin' dry Almost let a pick-up truck nearly pass us by So we jumped right in and the driver grinned And he dropped us up the road We looked at the swim and we jumped right in Not to mention fishing poles

Oh, the water Oh, the water Oh, the water. Hope it don't rain all day

And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like Jelly Roll And it stoned me And it stoned me to my soul Stoned me just like goin' home And it stoned me

On the way back home we sang a song But our throats were getting dry Then we saw the man across the road With the sunshine in his eyes Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 26 Back in black Höfundur lags: AC/DC Höfundur texta: AC/DC Flytjandi: AC/DC

Back in black Ohh yeah I hit the sack Yes I am I've been too long I'm glad to be back Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah (I bet you know I'm...) Yes, I'm let loose From the noose That's kept me hanging about I've been looking at the sky 'Cause it's gettin' me high Forget the hearse 'cause I never die I got nine lives Cat's eyes Abusin' every one of them and running wild

'Cause I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back (Well) I'm back in black Yes, I'm back in black

Back in the back Of a cadillac Number one with a bullet, Im a power pack Yes, Im in a bang With a gang Theyve got to catch me if they want me to hang Cause Im back on the track And Im beatin the flack Nobodys gonna get me on another rap So look at me now Im just makin my play Dont try to push your luck, just get out of my way

'Cause I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back Yes, I'm back Well, I'm back, back (Well) I'm back in black Yes, I'm back in black hooo yeah Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 27 Because The Night Höfundur lags: Bruce Springsteen Höfundur texta: Patti Smith Flytjandi: Patti Smith

Take me now, baby, here as I am. Pull me close try and understand. Desire is hunger, is the fire I breathe. Love is a banquet on which we feed.

Come on now, try and understand the way I feel when I'm in your hand. Take my hand; come under cover. They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now.

Because the night belongs to lovers. Because the night belongs to lust. Because the night belongs to lovers. Because the night belongs to us.

Have I doubt when I'm alone? Love is a ring on the telephone. Love is an angel disguised as lust, here in our bed until the morning comes.

Come on now, try and understand the way I feel under your command. Take my hand as the sun descends. They can't touch you now, can't touch you now, can't touch you now.

Because the night belongs to lovers. Because the night belongs to lust. Because the night belongs to lovers. Because the night belongs to us.

With love we sleep; with doubt the vicious circle turn and turns. Without you I cannot live, forgive the yearning, burning I believe in time, too real to feel, so touch me now, touch me now, touch me now.

Because the night belongs to lovers. Because the night belongs to lust. Because the night belongs to lovers. Because the night belongs to us. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 28 Before You Accuse Me Höfundur lags: Bo Diddley Höfundur texta: Bo Diddley Flytjandi: Bo Diddley ásamt fleirum.

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buying another woman clothes, But you've been talking to someone else.

I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. I called your mama 'bout three or four nights ago. Your mama said, "Son, Don't call my daughter no more."

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buying another woman clothes, But you've been talking to someone else.

Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time. Come on back home, baby; try my love one more time. You've been gone away so long, I'm just about to lose my mind.

Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. Before you accuse me, take a look at yourself. You say I've been buying another woman clothes, But you've been talking to someone else. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 29 Bittersweet Symphony Höfundur lags: Richard Ashcroft Höfundur texta: Richard Ashcroft Flytjandi: The Verve

Cos' it's a bittersweet symphony that's life Try to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet yeah

Well I’ve never prayed, but tonight I'm on my knees yeah I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now but the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

'Cos it's a bittersweet symphony that's life Try to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down You know the one thattakes you to the places where all the veins meet yeah

No change, I can change, I can change, I can change, But I'm here in my mould, I am here in my mould. But I'm a million different people from one day to the next I can't change my mould no, no, no, no, no, no, no Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 30 Black Hole Sun Höfundur lags: Chris Cornell Höfundur texta: Chris Cornell Flytjandi: Soundgarden

In my eyes, indisposed won't you come? in disguise as no one knows won't you come? hides the face, lies the snake and the sun in my disgrace Black hole sun, won't you come and wash away the rain Boiling heat, summer stench Black hole sun, won't you come? 'neath the black the sky looks dead won't you come? call my name through the cream won't you come? and i´ll hear you, scream again won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun Black hole sun, won't you come won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun and wash away the rain won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun Black hole sun, won't you come? won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun won't you come? won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun won't you come? won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun

Stuttering, cold and damp won't you come? steal the warm wind tired friend times are gone for honest men and sometimes far too long for snakes

In my shoes a walking sleep and my youth i pray to keep heaven send hell away no one sings like you anymore

Black hole sun, won't you come and wash away the rain Black hole sun ,won't you come? Won't you come?

Black hole sun, won't you come And wash away the rain Black hole sun, won't you come? won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun won't you come? ( black hole sun, black hole sun

Hang my head, drown my fear Till you all just disappear

Black hole sun, won't you come and wash away the rain Black hole sun, won't you come? Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 31 Black Magic Woman Höfundur lags: Peter Green Höfundur texta: Peter Green Flytjandi: Fleetwood Mac

I got a black magic woman, I got a black magic woman I got a black magic woman, got me so blind I can’t see That she’s a black magic woman She´s try’in to make a devil out of me

Turn your back on me baby, turn your back on me baby Turn your back on me baby, stop messin’ around with your tricks Don’t turn your back on me baby, You might just wake up my magic sticks

Got your spell on me baby, got your spell on me baby Got your spell on me baby, Turnin’ my heart into stone I need you so bad, Magic woman I can’t leave you alone... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 32 Blower’s daughter Höfundur lags: Damian rice Höfundur texta: Damian rice Flytjandi: Damian rice

And so it is Just like you said it would be Life goes easy on me Most of the time

The shorter story No love, no glory No hero in her sky

I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes...

And so it is Just like you said it should be We'll both forget the breeze Most of the time

The colder water The blower’s daughter The pupil in denial

I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off of you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes off you I can't take my eyes...

Did I say that I loathe you? Did I say that I want to Leave it all behind?

I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind off of you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind off you I can't take my mind... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 33 Blowing In The Wind Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man Yes and how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand

How many times must the cannonballs fly Before they're forever banned The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind

How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky Yes and how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry

How many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind

How many years can a mountain exist Before it's washed to the sea Yes and how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free

How many times can a man turn his head Pretending he just doesn't see The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind The answer is blowin' in the wind Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 34 Boulevard of broken dreams Höfundur lags: Billie Joe Armstrong Höfundur texta: Billie Joe Armstrong Flytjandi: Green day

Capo on 1rst. fret (for original key of Fm) Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known I walk this empty street Don't know where it goes On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams But it's home to me and I walk alone Where the city sleeps And I'm the only one and I walk a... I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams My shadow's the only one that walks beside me Where the city sleeps My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating and I'm the only one and I walk alone Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a..

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone

Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah

I'm walking down the line That divides me somewhere in my mind On the border line Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines What's fucked up and everything's alright Check my vital signs To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

I walk alone I walk alone I walk alone I walk a..

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me 'Til then I walk alone Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 35 Breaking the Girl Höfundur lags: Red Hot Chili Peppers Höfundur texta: Red Hot Chili Peppers Flytjandi: Red Hot Chili Pepeprs

Capó á 4. bandi Twisting and turning I Am A man Your feelings are burning Cut from the know You're breaking the girl Rarely do friends She meant you no harm Come and then go She was a girl Think you're so clever Soft but estranged But now you must sever We were the two You're breaking the girl Our lives rearranged He loves no one else

Feeling so good that day A feeling of love that day

Twisting and turning Your feelings are burning You're breaking the girl She meant you no harm

Think you're so clever But now you must sever You're breaking the girl He loves no one else

Raised by my dad Girl of the day He was my man That was the way She was the girl Left alone Feeling the need To make me her home

I don't know what when or why The twilight of love had arrived

Twisting and turning Your feelings are burning You're breaking the girl She meant you no harm

Think you're so clever But now you must sever You're breaking the girl He loves no one else Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 36 Bridge Over Trouble Water Höfundur lags: Art Garfunkel Höfundur texta: Paul Simon Flytjandi: Simon and Garfunkel

When you’re weary. Feeling small. When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all. I’m on your side when times get rough. And friends just can’t be found.

Like a bridge over trouble water, I will lay me down. Like a bridge over trouble water, I will lay me down.

When you’re down and out. When you’re on the streets yeh. When an evening falls so hard. I will comfort you ohhhhh. I’ll take your part ohhhh when darkness comes. And pain is all around.

Like a bridge over trouble water, I will lay me down. Like a bridge over trouble water, I will lay me down.

Sail on silver girl. Sail on by. Your time has come to shine. All your dreams are on their way. See how they shine ohhhhh and if you need a friend. I’m sailing right behind.

Like a bridge over trouble water, I will ease your mind. Like a bridge over trouble water, I will ease your mind. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 37 Bring It On Home To Me Höfundur lags: Sam Cooke Höfundur texta: Sam Cooke Flytjandi: The Animals

If you ever change your mind about leaving, leaving me behind Oh, bring to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me oh yeah

You know I laughed when you left but now I know I've only hurt myself Oh bring it to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me yeah yeah yeah

I'll give you jewelry, money too, and that's not all, all I do for you Oh, bring to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me yeah yeah yeah

You know I'll always be your slave, till I'm dead and buried in my grave Oh, bring to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me yeah yeah yeah

If you ever change your mind about leaving, leaving me behind Oh, bring to me, bring your sweet loving Bring it on home to me oh yeah Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 38 Brown Eyed Girl Höfundur lags: Van Morrison Höfundur texta: Van Morrison Flytjandi: Van Morrison

Hey where did we go, days when the rain came Down in the hollow, playin' a new game Laughin' and a runnin' hey hey Skippin' and a jumpin' In the misty morning fog with our Our hearts thumpin'

And you, my brown eyed girl You my brown eyed girl

Whatever happened to tuesday and so slow Goin' down the old mine with a transistor radio Standing in the sunlight laughin' Hiding behind a rainbow's wall Slippin' and a-slidin' All along the waterfall

With you, my brown eyed girl You my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing: Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da La ti da

So hard to find my way, now that I'm all on my own I saw you just the other day, my how you have grown Cast my memory back there Lord sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' bout it Making love in the green grass Behind the stadium.

With you, my brown eyed girl You my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing: Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da Sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da La ti da Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 39 Candy Höfundur lags: Paolo Nutini Höfundur texta: Paolo Nutini Flytjandi: Paolo Nutini

I was perched outside in the pouring rain I'll be there waiting for you Trying to make myself a sail Oh I'll be there waiting for you Then I'll float to you my darlin' I'll be there waiting for you With the evening on my tail Although not the most honest means of travel It gets me there nonetheless I'm a heartless man at worst, babe And a helpless one at best

Darling I'll bathe your skin I'll even wash your clothes Just give me some candy, before I go Oh, darling I'll kiss your eyes And lay you down on your rug Just give me some candy After my heart

Oh I'm often false explaining But to her it plays out all the same and although I'm left defeated It get's held against my name I know you got plenty to offer baby But I guess I've taken quite enough Well I'm some stain there on your bedsheet You're my diamond in the rough

Darling I'll bathe your skin I'll even wash your clothes Just give me some candy, before I go Oh, darling I'll kiss your eyes And lay you down on your rug Just give me some candy After my heart

I know that there´re writings on the wall

But Darling I'll bathe your skin I'll even wash your clothes Just give me some candy After my heart

Oh I'll be there waiting for you I'll be there waiting for you I'll be there waiting for you I'll be there waiting for you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 40 Can’t take my eyes off you Höfundur lags: B. Crewe Höfundur texta: B. Gaudio Flytjandi: Frankie Valli

Capó á 1. bandi Oh pretty baby, now that I've found you stay (for original key of F) Oh pretty baby, trust in me when I say

You're just too good to be true Oh, oh pretty baby, "Don't let me down," I pray. Can't take my eyes off of you Oh, pretty baby, now that I found you, stay. You'd be like heaven to touch And let me love you baby, let me love you I wanna hold you so much At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes of you

Pardon the way that I stare. There's nothing else to compare. The sight of you leaves me weak. There are no words left to speak, But if you feel like I feel, Please let me know that it's real. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes of you.

I love you baby and if it's quite all right I need you baby to warm the lonely nights I love you baby, trust in me when I say Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray Oh pretty baby, now that I've found you stay And let me love you baby, let me love you

You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off of you You'd be like heaven to touch I wanna hold you so much At long last love has arrived And I thank God I'm alive You're just too good to be true Can't take my eyes off of you

I love you baby and if it's quite all right I need you baby to warm the lonely nights I love you baby, trust in me when I say

Oh pretty baby, don't bring me down I pray Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 41 Cats In The Cradle Höfundur lags: Harry Chapin Höfundur texta: Harry Chapin Flytjandi: Ugly Kid Joe

Capo on 1. fret (for original key in F) I'd like to see you, if you don't mind He said: I'd love to, dad, if I could find the time. A child arrived just the other day You see, my new job's hassle and the kids got the flu, Came to the world in the usual way but it's sure nice talking to you dad, There were planes to catch, bills to pay it was sure nice talking to you. He learned to walk while I was away He was talking 'fore I knew it And as I hung up the phone is occurred to me and when he could, he said He'd grown up just like me "I'm gonna be like you, dad, My boy was just like me! You know I'm gonna be like you" The cats in the cradle and the silver spoon The cats in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and a man on the moon Little boy blue and a man on the moon When you comin' home son, I don't know when When you comin' home dad, I don't know when We'll get together then, dad. We'll get together then, We'll gonna have a good time then You know we'll have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day He said "Thanks for the ball dad, come on, let's play Could you teach me to throw?", I said "Not today I got a lot to do", he said "That's OK" He walked away with a smile on his face, he said "I'm gonna be like him, yeah, you know I'm gonna be like him"

The cats in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and a man on the moon When you comin' home dad, I don't know when We'll get together then, You know we'll have a good time then

Well he came from college just the other day So much like a man I just have to say I'm proud of you, could you sit for a while He shook his head and he said with a smile What I'm feeling like, dad, is to borrow the car keys see you later, can I have them please

The cats in the cradle and the silver spoon Little boy blue and a man on the moon When you comin' home son, I don't know when We'll get together then, dad. You know we'll have a good time then I've long since retired, my son moved away I called him up just the other day Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 42 Chandelier Höfundur lags: Sia Furler Höfundur texta: Sia Furler Flytjandi: Sia

Capó á 1. bandi On for tonight

Party girls don't get hurt Can't feel anything, when will I learn I push it down, push it do--own

I'm the one "for a good time call" Phone's blowin' up, they're ringin' my doorbell I feel the love, feel the lo--ove

1,2,3 1,2,3 drink 1,2,3 1,2,3 drink 1,2,3 1,2,3 drink Throw em back, till I lose count

I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist, like it doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier

Sun is up, I'm a mess Gotta get out now, gotta run from this Here comes the shame, here comes the sha--ame

1,2,3 1,2,3 drink 1,2,3 1,2,3 drink 1,2,3 1,2,3 drink Throw em back, till I lose count

And I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight On for tonight Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 43 Dancing in the dark Höfundur lags: Bruce Springsteen Höfundur texta: Bruce Springsteen Flytjandi: Bruce Springsteen

I get up in the evening This gun's for hire and I ain't got nothing to say Even if we're just dancing in the dark I come home in the morning Even if we're just dancing in the dark I go to bed feeling the same way Even if we're just dancing in the dark I ain't nothing but tired Even if we're just dancing in the dark Man I'm just tired and bored with myself Hey there baby, I could use just a little help

You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark

Message keeps getting clearer radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place I check my look in the mirror I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face Man I ain't getting nowhere I'm just living in a dump like this There's something happening somewhere baby I just know that there is

You can't start a fire You can't start a fire without a spark This gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark

You sit around getting older there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me I'll shake this world off my shoulders come on baby this laugh's on me

Stay on the streets of this town and they'll be carving you up alright They say you gotta stay hungry hey baby, I'm just about starving tonight I'm dying for some action I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book I need a love reaction come on now baby gimme just one look

You can't start a fire sitting 'round crying over a broken heart This gun's for hire Even if we're just dancing in the dark You can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 44 Daniel Höfundur lags: Elton John Höfundur texta: Elton John Flytjandi: Elton John

Daniel is trav'ling tonight on a plane, I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain, oh, and I can see Daniel waving goodbye. God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes.

They say Spain is pretty, though I've never been, Well Daniel say it's the best place he's ever seen, Oh and he should know he's been there enough, Lord I miss Daniel, oh I miss him so much.

Oh, Daniel my brother you are older than me, do you still feel the pain of the scars that won't heal? Your eyes have died but you see more than I, Daniel you're a star in the face of the sky.

Daniel is trav'ling tonight on a plane, I can see the red tail lights heading for Spain, oh, and I can see Daniel waving goodbye. God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 45 Das Model Höfundur lags: Ralf Hütter ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Emil Schult ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Kraftwerk

Sie ist ein Modell und sie sieht gut aus Ich nehme sie heut' gerne mit zu mir nach Haus Sie wirkt so kuehl, and sie kommt niemand 'ran Doch vor der Kamera da zeigt sie was sie kann

Sie trinkt im Nachtklub immer Sekt (korrekt) Und hat hier alle Maenner abgecheckt Im Scheinwerferlicht ihr junges Laecheln strahlt Sie sieht gut aus und Schoenheit wird bezahlt

Sie stellt sich zu Schau fuer das Konsumprodukt Und wird von millionen Augen angeguckt Ihr neues Titelbild ist einfach Fabelhaft Ich muss sie wiedersehen, ich weiss sie hat's geschaft Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 46 Daylight Höfundur lags: maroon 5 Höfundur texta: maroon 5 Flytjandi: maroon 5

Verse 1: Here I am waiting Chorus: And when the daylight comes I'll have to go I'll have to leave soon But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close Why am I holding on Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own We knew this day would come But tonight I need to hold you so close Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh We knew it all along Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh How did it come so fast Bridge: Pre-chorus: I never wanted to stop This is our last night But it's late Because I don't want to And I'm trying not to sleep Start all over, Start all over Cause I know I was afraid of the dark When I wake I will have to slip away But now it's all that I want All that I want, All that I want Chorus: And when the daylight comes I'll have to go Chorus: But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close And when the daylight comes I'll have to go Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close But tonight I need to hold you so close Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh But tonight I need to hold you so close Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh And when the daylight comes I'll have to go But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close Verse 2: Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own Here I am staring But tonight I need to hold you so close

At you're perfection Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh In my arms Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh So beautiful Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh The sky is getting bright (Yeah) (Yeah) (Yeahhhhhh) Oh-woah, Oh-woah, Oh-woah Ohhhhhh The stars are burning out (Yeah) (Yeah) Somebody Slow it down

Pre-Chorus: This is way too hard Cause I know When the sun comes up I will leave This is my last glance That will soon be memory Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 47 De Smukke Unge Mennesker Höfundur lags: Kim Larsen Höfundur texta: Kim Larsen Flytjandi: Kim Larsen

Capo 5th fret - Capó á 5 bandi. Åh de smukke unge mennesker, gid de længe leve må. De kom flyvende med storken til dette Gudsforladte sted. Fra alle fire verdenshjørner hvis vi ta'r det hele med.

Og nu er de blevet voksne ligner ikke mer' sig selv. Stemmerne er forandret vi kender dem alligevel

Åh de smukke unge mennesker Pluds'lig er de stukket af, som legesyge sommerfugle den allerførste sommerdag Hva' det er de vil med livet, det kan kun de selv forstå Åh de smukke unge mennesker, gid de længe leve må.

Der var nogen som blev tilbedt, andre måtte nøjes med digitale vuggestuer og tilfældig kærlighed

Åh de smutter før man ved det, Pluds'lig er de stukket af, som legesyge sommerfugle den allerførste sommerdag Hva' det er de vil med livet, det kan kun de selv forstå Åh de smukke unge mennesker, gid de længe leve må.

Der var nogen som blev elsket andre måtte nøjes med digitale vuggestuer og tilfældig kærlighed Hva' det er de vil med livet, det kan kun de selv forstå Åh de smukke unge mennesker, gid de længe leve må. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 48 Dead Flowers Höfundur lags: Mick Jagger ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Mick Jagger ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

Well when you're sittin there, in your silk upholstered chair Talkin to some rich folk that you know Well I hope you wont see me, in my ragged company cause you know I could never be alone

Take me down little Suzie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground

You can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers at my wedding And I wont forget to put roses on your grave

Well when you're sittin back in your rose pink cadillac Makin bets on Kentucky Derby day Well I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon And another girl to take my pain away

Take me down little Suzie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground

You can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers at my wedding And I wont forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Suzie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground

You can send me dead flowers every morning send me dead flowers by the U.S. mail Say it with dead flowers at my wedding And I wont forget to put roses on your grave

No I wont forget to put roses on your grave Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 49 Desperado Höfundur lags: Glen Frey Höfundur texta: Don Henley Flytjandi: The Eagles

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses ? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one, I know that you got your reasons, These things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy, She'll beat you if she's able, You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table But you only want the ones you can't get

Desperado, oh you ain't gettin' no younger, Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home And freedom, well, that's just some people talkin' Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time ? The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine It's hard to tell the night time from the day You're losin' all your highs and lows Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses Come down from your fences, open the gate It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you You better let somebody love you, You better let somebody love you before it's too late Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 50 Dolphin's Cry Höfundur lags: Ed Kowalczyk Höfundur texta: Ed Kowalczyk Flytjandi: Live

Capo á 1. bandi Love will lead us, alright Love will lead us, she will lead us The way you're bathed in light Can you hear the dolphin's cry? Reminds me of that night See the road rise up to meet us God led me down into your it's in the air we breathe tonight rose garden of trust Love will lead us, she will lead us and I was swept away With nothin' left to say Some helpless fool, yeah I was lost in a swoon of peace you're all I need to find so when the time is right come to me sweetly, come to me Come to me

Love will lead us, alright Love will lead us, she will lead us Can you hear the dolphin's cry? See the road rise up to meet us it's in the air we breathe tonight Love will lead us, she will lead us

Oh yeah, we meet again It's like we never left Time in between was just a dream Did we leave this place? This crazy fog surrounds me You wrap your legs around me All I can do to try and breathe Let me breathe so that I So we can go together!

Life is like a shooting star It don't matter who you are If you only run for cover, it's just a waste of time We are lost 'til we are found This phoenix rises up from the ground And all these wars are over

Over, over Singin' la da da, da da da Over, come to me, come to me Yeah, la da da da, da da da Come to me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 51 Don't Know Why Höfundur lags: Norah Jones Höfundur texta: Norah Jones Flytjandi: Norah Jones

I waited 'til I saw the sun I don't know why I didn't come I left you by the house of fun I don't know why I didn't come I don't know why I didn't come

When I saw the break of day I wished that I could fly away Instead of kneeling in the sand Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine But you'll be on my mind Forever

Out across the endless sea I would die in ecstasy But I'll be a bag of bones Driving down the road alone

My heart is drenched in wine But you'll be on my mind Forever

Something has to make you run I don't know why I didn't come I feel as empty as a drum I don't know why I didn't come I don't know why I didn't come I don't know why I didn't come Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 52 Don't stop me now Höfundur lags: Freddie Mercury Höfundur texta: Freddie Mercury Flytjandi: Queen

Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time Don't stop me, Don't stop me, ( Ah! ) I feel alive, and the world turning inside out Yeah, and floating around in ecstasy I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah So don't stop me now Two hundred degrees, that's why Dont' stop me 'cause I'm havin' a good time they call me mister Fahrenheit Having a good time I'm travelling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky like a tiger Don't stop me now Defying the laws of gravity I'm havin' such a good time, I'm a racing car, passing by like Lady Godiva I'm havin' a ball I'm gonna go, go, go, there's no stoppin' me Don't stop me now If you wanna have a good time, I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah just give me a call Two hundred degrees, that's why Don't stop me now they call me mister Fahrenheit Don't stop me now I'm travelling at the speed of light I don't want to stop at all I wanna make a supersonic man out of you

Don't stop me now I'm havin' such a good time, I'm havin' a ball Don't stop me now If you wanna have a good time, just give me a call Don't stop me now Don't stop me now I don't want to stop at all

I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars, on a collision course I am a satellite, I'm out of control I am a sexmachine, ready to reload, like an atom bomb About to, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, explode

I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah Two hundred degrees, that's why they call me mister Fahrenheit I'm travelling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic woman of you

Don't stop me, Don't stop me, Don't stop me, ( hey, hey, hey, ) Don't stop me, Don't stop me, Ohh, ooh, ooh, ( I like it ) Don't stop me, Don't stop me, ( Have a good time, good time, ) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 53 Donna Höfundur lags: Ritchie Valens Höfundur texta: Ritchie Valens Flytjandi: Ritchie Valens

This song is originally in F-key but it can be played with capo on 1 fret using chords E, A, B,

Oh Donna, oh Donna, oh Donna, oh Donna

I had girl, Donna was her name. Since she left me, I've never been the same. Cause I love my girl, Donna where can you be? Where can you be?

Now that your gone, I'm left all alone. All by myself, to wonder and groan. Cause I love my girl, Donna where can you be? Where can you be?

Well darling now that your gone. I don't know what I'll do. Oh time had all my love, for you.

I had girl, Donna was her name. Since she left me, I've never been the same. Cause I love my girl, Donna where can you be? Where can you be?

Oh Donna, oh Donna, oh Donna, oh Donna Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 54 Don’t Stop Believing Höfundur lags: Journey Höfundur texta: Journey Flytjandi: Journey

Capó á 2. bandi Don't stop believing (for original key of E) hold on to the feeling Streetlight people Just a small town girl, living in a lonely world Don't stop believing She took the midnight train hold on to the feeling going anywhere Streetlight people

Just a city boy, Don't stop believing born and raised in south Detroit hold on to the feeling He took the midnight train Streetlight people going anywhere

A singer in a smoky room, a smell of wine and cheap perfume For a smile they can share the night, it goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlight, people, living just to find emotion Hiding, somewhere in the night

Working hard to get my fill, everybody wants a thrill Paying anything to roll the dice, just one more time

Some will win, some will lose, some were born to sing the blues Oh, the movie never ends, it goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching in the night Streetlight, people, living just to find emotion Hiding, somewhere in the night Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 55 Down Under Höfundur lags: Colin Hay Höfundur texta: Ron Strykert Flytjandi: Men At Work

Travelling in a friedout combie on a hippie trail head full of zombie I met a strange lady she made me nervous She took me in and gave me breakfast and she said:

"Do you come from a land down under? Where women glow and men plunder can't you hear can't you hear the thunder you better run you better take cover"

Buying bread from from a man in Bruselles He was six-foot-four and full of muscles I said: "Do you speak my language?" He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich. He said:

"I come from a land down under Where beer does flow and men chunder can't you hear can't you hear the thunder you better run you better take cover"

Lying in a den in Bombay With a slack jaw and not much to say I said to the man: "Are you trying to tempt me? Because I come from the land of plenty?" and he said:

"Oh! do you come from a land down under Where women glow and men plunder can't you hear can't you hear the thunder you better run you better take cover" Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 56 Down to the River to Pray Höfundur lags: Þjóðlag Höfundur texta: Þjóðlag Flytjandi: Alison Krauss

Good lord, show me the way As I went down to the river to pray Studying about that good old way O Sinners, let's go down And who shall wear the starry crown Let's go down, come on down Good lord, show me the way O Sinners, let's go down, Down in the river to pray O sisters, let's go down Let's go down, come on down As I went down to the river to pray O sisters, let's go down, Studying about that good old way Down in the river to pray And who shall wear the starry crown Good lord, show me the way As I went down to the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown Good lord, show me the way

O Brothers, let's go down Let's go down, come on down O Brothers, let's go down, Down in the river to pray

As I went down to the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown Good lord, show me the way

O Fathers, let's go down Let's go down, come on down O Fathers, let's go down, Down in the river to pray Down in the river to pray

As I went down to the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown Good lord, show me the way

O Mothers, let's go down Let's go down, come on down O Mothers, let's go down, Down in the river to pray

As I went down to the river to pray Studying about that good old way And who shall wear the starry crown Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 57 Electric Avenue Höfundur lags: Eddy Grant Höfundur texta: Eddy Grant Flytjandi: Eddy Grant

Boy! Boy! Ho, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue Now in the street, there is violence And then we'll take it higher And-and a lots of work to be done No place to hang out our washing Ho no, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And-and I can't blame all on the sun And then we'll take it higher Yeah, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue Oh no, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher ( Ohh yeah ) And then we'll take it higher Oh, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue ( Rock it in the daytime ) And then we'll take it higher And then we'll take it higher ( Rock it in the night ) Yeah, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue ( Rock it in my... ) Workin' so hard like a soldier And then we'll take it higher Can't afford a thing on TV Deep in my heart, I abhor ya Can't get food for the kid

Good God, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher Oh, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher

Oh no Oh no Oh no Oh no

Oh God, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher Oh, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher Who is to blame in one country? Never can get to the one Dealin' in multiplication And they still can't feed everyone

Oh no, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher Ho no, we gonna rock down to Electric Avenue And then we'll take it higher

Out in the street Out in the street Out in the playground In the dark side of town Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 58 Englishman In New York Höfundur lags: Sting Höfundur texta: Sting Flytjandi: Sting

I don't drink coffee I take tea my dear I like my toast done on the side And you can hear it in my accent when I talk I'm an Englishman in New York

See me walking down Fifth Avenue A walking cane here at my side I take it everywhere I walk I'm an Englishman in New York

I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York

If "manners make the man" as someone said Then he's the hero of the day It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York

Modesty, propriety can lead to no- -toriety You could end up as the only one Gentleness, sobriety are rare in this society At night a candle's brighter that the sun

Takes more than combat gear to make a man Takes more than license for a gun Confront your enemies, avoid them when you can A gentle- -man will walk but never run

If "manners make the man" as someone said Then he's the hero of the day It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile Be yourself no matter what they say

I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York I'm an alien, I'm a legal alien I'm an Englishman in New York Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 59 Enjoy The Silence Höfundur lags: Martin Gore Höfundur texta: Martin Gore Flytjandi: Depeche Mode

Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in - Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can't you understand - Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm

Vows are spoken To be broken Feelings are intense - Words are trivial Pleasures remain So does the pain Words are meaningless - And forgettable

All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm

Words like violence Break the silence Come crashing in - Into my little world Painful to me Pierce right through me Can't you understand - Oh my little girl

All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm

All I ever wanted All I ever needed Is here in my arms Words are very unnecessary They can only do harm Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 60 Every breath you take Höfundur lags: Sting Höfundur texta: Sting Flytjandi: Police

Every breath you take Every word you say every move you make Every game you play Every bond you break every step you take Every night you stay (I'll be watching you) I'll be watching you Every move you make Every single day Every vow you break every word you say Every smile you fake Every game you play every night you stay Every claim you stake (I'll be watching you) I'll be watching you Every single day Oh can't you see Every word you say You belong to me Every game you play how my poor heart aches Every night you stay (I'll be watching you) With every step you take Every breath you take Every move you make Every move you make every vow you break Every bond you break Every smile you fake every claim you stake Every step you take (I'll be watching you) I'll be watching you Every single day Since you've been gone, I've been lost without a traceEvery word you say I dream at night I can only see your face Every game you play I look around but it's you I can't replace Every night you stay (I'll be watching you) I feel so cold I long for your embrace I keep crying baby, baby please Every move you make Every vow you break Every smile you fake Oh can't you see Every claim you stake (I'll be watching you) You belong to me how my poor heart aches Every single day With every step you take Every word you say Every game you play Every move you make Every night you stay (I'll be watching you) every vow you break Every smile you fake every claim you stake I'll be watching you Every move you make every step you take I'll be watching you

(I'll be watching you) Every breath you take Every move you make Every bond you break Every step you take (I'll be watching you)

Every single day Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 61 Everybody hurts Höfundur lags: R.E.M. Höfundur texta: R.E.M. Flytjandi: R.E.M.

When the day is longand the night, the night is yours alone When you're sure you've had too much of this life, well hang on

Don't let yourself go, everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong, now it's time to sing along When your day is night alone (hold on,hold on) If you feel like letting go (hold on) When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on

Everybody hurts, take comfort in your friends Everybody hurts,

Don't throw your hand, oh no, don't throw your hand when you feel like you're alone, no, no, no, you are not alone

If you're on your own in this life, the days and nights are long When you think you've had toomuch, of this life, to hang on

Well everybody hurts, sometimes Everybody cries, everybody hurts, sometimes But everybody hurts sometimes so hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on,hold on,hold on, hold on,hold on, Everybody hurts You are not alone Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 62 Exit Music (For a Film) Höfundur lags: Radiohead Höfundur texta: Radiohead Flytjandi: Radiohead

Wake from you sleep, the drying of your tears Today, we escape, we escape.

Pack and get dressed, before your father hears us Before all hell breaks loose.

Breath keep breathing Don't loose your nerve. Breath keep breathing I can't do this alone.

Sing us a song, a song to keep us warm There's such a chill, such a chill.

You can laugh, a spineless laugh We hope your rules and wisdom choke you.

Now, we are one, in everlasting peace We hope that you choke, that you choke. We hope that you choke, that you choke. We hope that you choke, that you choke. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 63 Falling Höfundur lags: Gunnar Bjarni Ragnarsson Höfundur texta: Gunnar Bjarni Ragnarsson Flytjandi: Jet Black Joe

I'm in a dream I'm falling falling far away from you You called my name so slowly when the echoes fade away

I'm falling far away from you I don't know where I'm going to If there's something that will help me. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 64 Fire Water Burn Höfundur lags: Bloodhound gang Höfundur texta: Bloodhound gang Flytjandi: Bloodhound gang

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, Throw your hands in the air,Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, Wave 'em like you don't care, Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, Everbody say ho, Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh...... We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn.

Hello, my name is Jimmy Pop and I'm a dumb white guy, I'm not old or new but middle school fifth grade like junior high, I don't know mofo if y'all peeps be buggin' give props to my ho cause she all fly, But can take the heat cause I'm the other white meat known as 'Kid Funky Fried', Yeah, I'm hung like planet Pluto hard to see with the naked eye, But if I crashed into Uranus I would stick it where the sun don't shine, Cause I'm kind of like Han Solo always stroking my own wookie, I'm the root of all that's evil yeah but you can call me cookie,

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn.

Yo, yo, this hard-core ghetto gangster image takes a lot of practice, I'm not black like Barry White no I am white like Frank Black is, So if man is five and the devil is six than that must make me seven, This honkey's gone to heaven, But if I go to hell then I hope I burn well, I'll spend my days with J.F.K., Marvin Gaye, Martha Raye, and Lawrence Welk, And Kurt Cobain, Kojak, Mark Twain and Jimi Hendrix's poltergeist, And Webster yeah Emmanuel Lewis cause he's the anti-christ,

The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire, We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn, Burn motherfucker burn.

Everybody here we go,Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Throw your hands in the air,Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Wave 'em like you don't care, Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Everbody say ho, Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Everybody here we go,Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Throw your hands in the air,Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Wave 'em like you don't care, Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Everbody say ho, Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Everybody here we go,Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 65 Foolish Games Höfundur lags: Jewel Kilcher ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Jewel Kilcher ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Jewel Kilcher

You took your coat off and stood in the rain, You were always crazy like that I watched from my window, always felt I was outside looking in on you You were always the mysterious one with dark eyes and careless hair, You were fashionably sensitive, but too cool to care Then you stood in my doorway, with nothing to say besides some comment on the weather

Well in case you failed to notice, In case you failed to see, This is my heart bleeding before you, This is me down on my knees

These foolish games are tearing me apart You’re thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking my heart

You were always brilliant in the morning Smoking your cigarettes, talking over coffee You philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones As I clumsily strummed my guitar You'd teach me of honest things Things that were daring, things that were clean Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean So I hid my soiled hands behind my back Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you

Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else Somebody who gave a damn, Somebody more like myself

These foolish games are tearing me apart You’re thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking my heart

You took your coat off and stood in the rain, you were always crazy like that… Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 66 Forever Young Höfundur lags: Bernhard Young Höfundur texta: Marian Gold Flytjandi: Alphaville

Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst Are you going to drop the bomb or not?

Let us die young or let us live forever We don't have the power, but we never say never Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip The music's for the sad men

Can you imagine when this race is won ? Turn our golden faces into the sun Praising our leaders, we're getting in tune The music's played by the madmen

Forever young, I want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever Forever young, I want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever young

Some are like water, some are like the heat, some are a melody and some are the beat Sooner or later, they all will be gone, why don't they stay young?

It's so hard to get old without a cause, I don't want to perish like a fading horse Youth's like diamonds in the sun and diamonds are forever

So many adventures couldn't happen today, so many songs we forgot to play So many dreams swinging out of the blue, we let them come true

Forever young, I want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever Forever young, I want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever

Forever young, I want to be forever young Do you really want to live forever, forever and ever Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 67 Fortunate Son Höfundur lags: John Fogherty Höfundur texta: John Fogherty Flytjandi: Creedence Clearwater Revival

Some folks are born to wave the flag, Ooh, that red, white and blue, dog And when the band plays "hail to the chief", Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord!

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no Yeah!

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman comes to the door, Lord, the house lookin' like a rummage sale, yeah.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, dog It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes, Ooh, and they send you down to war, lord, And when you ask them, "how much should we give?" Ooh, the only answer is more! more! more! yeah!

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, dog. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, one.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, dog. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, dog. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 68 Free Bird Höfundur lags: A.Collins ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: A.Collins ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Lynyrd Skynyrd

If I leave here tomorrow, Would you still remember me? For I must be trav’ling on now ’Cause there’s too many places I’ve got to see.

But if I stayed here with you girl, Things just couldn’t be the same. ’Cause I’m as free as a bird now, And this bird you’ll never change. And this bird you cannot change. And this bird you cannot change. Lord knows, I can’t change.

Bye, bye baby it’s been a sweet love, Though this feeling I can’t change But please don’t take it so badly ’Cause the Lord knows I’m to blame.

...... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 69 Free Fallin' Höfundur lags: Tom Petty ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Tom Petty ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Tom Petty

Capo á 3.bandi

She's a good girl, loves her mama Loves Jesus and America too She's a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis Loves horses and her boyfriend too

It's a long day livin'in Reseda There's a freeway runnin through the yard And i'm a bad boy, cause i don't even miss her I'm a bad boy for breakin her heart

Now I'm free Free fall-in' Ya, I'm free Free fall-in

All the vam pires walkin' through the valley Move west down Ventura Boulevard All the bad boys are standing in the shadows And the good girls are home with broken hearts

Now I'm free Free fall-in' Ya, I'm free Free fall-in

(Free fallin, now I'm, free fallin) (Free fallin, now I'm, free fallin)

I wanna glide down over Mulholland I wanna write her name in the sky Gonna free fall out into nothin' Gonna leave this world for a while

And I'm free (Free fallin, now I'm, free fallin) Free fall-in' (Free fallin, now I'm, free fallin) Ya, I'm free (Free fallin, now I'm, free fallin) Free fall-in' (Free fallin, now I'm, free fallin) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 70 Freedom Höfundur lags: Gunnar Bjarni Ragnarsson Höfundur texta: Sigríður Guðnadóttir Flytjandi: Jet Black Joe

She moved away to another world She could just fly away Sometimes I see her by my window She has found another life

So why can’t we all fly away So why can’t we all fly away

Freedom she say’s that’s worth livin for And no one can take that away She’s not coming back, like she did before She has found another life

So why can’t we all fly away So why can’t we all fly away

She has the guts that no one had before, now she can fly She’s shown the world that the way it should be done Why don’t you try

So why can’t we all fly away So why can’t we all fly away Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 71 Friday i'm in love Höfundur lags: Cure Höfundur texta: Cure Flytjandi: Cure

I don't care if Monday's blue Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too Oh, Thursday doesn't even start Thursday, I don't care about you It's Friday I'm in love It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart Oh, Thursday doesn't even start It's Friday I'm in love

Saturday wait Sunday always comes too late But Friday never hesitates

I don't care if Monday's black Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack Thursday never looking back It's Friday I'm in love

Monday you can hold your head Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed Oh, Thursday watch the walls instead It's Friday I'm in love

Saturday wait Sunday always comes too late But Friday never hesitates

Dressed up to the eyes It's a wonderful surprise To see your shoes and your spirit rise Throwing down your frown and just smiling at the sound As slick as a sheep spinning 'round and 'round Always take a big bite, it's such a gorgeous site To see you eat in the middle of the night You can never get enough, enough of this stuff It's Friday I'm in love

I don't care if Monday's blue Tuesday's gray and Wednesday too Thursday, I don't care about you It's Friday, I'm in love

Monday you can fall apart Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 72 Fuck her gently Höfundur lags: Tenacious D Höfundur texta: Tenacious D Flytjandi: Tenacious D

You don't always have to fuck her hard, In Fact sometimes that's not right ... to do. Sometimes you gotta make some love And fuckin give her some smooches too

Sometimes you got to squeeze Sometimes you got to say please Sometimes you got to say:

I'm gonna fuck you .... softly I'm gonna screw you gently I'm gonna hump you.... sweetly I'm gonna ball you ... discretely

And then you say, Hey I brought you flowers And then you say, Wait a minute sally! I think I got something in my teeth could you get it out for me? That's fuckin' Teamwork!

What's your favorite posish? That's cool with me it's not my favorite but I'll do it for you What's your favorite dish? I'm not gonna cook it but I'll order it from Zanzibar!

And then I'm gonna love you completely And then I'll fuckin' fuck you discretely And then I'll fuckin bone you completely But then...

I'm gonna fuck you haaaaaaaaaard haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard!!! Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 73 Gimme Hope Joanna Höfundur lags: Eddy Grant Höfundur texta: Eddy Grant Flytjandi: Eddy Grant

Well Jo'anna she runs a country She runs in Durban and the Transvaal She makes a few of her people happy, oh She don't care about the rest at all She's got a system they call apartheid It keeps a brother in a subjection But maybe pressure can make Jo'anna see How everybody could a live as one

Gimme hope, Jo'anna Hope, Jo'anna Gimme hope, Jo'anna 'Fore the morning come Gimme hope, Jo'anna Hope, Jo'anna Hope before the morning come Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 74 Girl from the North Country Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

Capó á 3. bandi If you're travelin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm, When the rivers freeze and summer ends, Please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, To keep her from the howlin' winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long, If it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, That's the way I remember her best.

I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all. Many times I've often prayed In the darkness of my night, In the brightness of my day.

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline, Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 75 Girls And Boys Höfundur lags: Graham Coxon ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Damon Albarn ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Blur

Streets like a jungle Who like boys to be girls So call the police Who do boys like they´re girls Following the herd Who do girls like they´re boys Down to Greece Always should be someone you really love on holiday Girls who are boys Love in the 90's Who like boys to be girls Is paranoid Who do boys like they´re girls On sunny beaches Who do girls like they´re boys Take your chances, looking for Always should be someone you really love

Girls who are boys Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Who like boys to be girls Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Who do boys like they´re girls looking for Who do girls like they´re boys Always should be someone you really love

Avoiding all work Cos there's none available Like battery thinkers Count their thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers

Nothing is wasted Only reproduced You get nasty blisters Du bist sehr schon But we haven't been introduced

Girls who are boys Who like boys to be girls Who do boys like they´re girls Who do girls like they´re boys Always should be someone you really love

Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh looking for

Girls who are boys Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 76 Girls Just Want To Have Fun Höfundur lags: Robert Hazard Höfundur texta: Robert Hazard Flytjandi: Cyndi Lauper

I come home in the morning light My mother says, "when you gonna live your life right?" Oh mother dear, we're not the fortunate ones But girls, they wanna have fun Oh girls, just wanna have fun

The phone rings in the middle of the night My father yells, "what you gonna do with your life?" Oh, daddy dear, you know you're still number one But girls, they wanna have fun Oh girls just wanna have...

That's all they really wa-a-a-a-a-ant, Some fun, When the working day is done, Oh girls, they wanna have fun, oh girls Just wanna have fun

Some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the rest of the world I wanna be the one to walk in the sun But girls, they wanna have fun Girls just wanna have... Thats all they really want Some fun When the working day is done Oh girls, they wanna have fun Oh girls just wanna have fun. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 77 Give Me One Reason Höfundur lags: Tracy Chapman Höfundur texta: Tracy Chapman Flytjandi: Tracy Chapman

Give me one reason to stay here Baby just give me one reason And I'll turn right back around Give me just one reason why I should stay Give me one reason to stay here Because I told you I loved you And I'll turn right back around And there ain't no more to say Because I don't wanna leave you lonely But you got to make me change my mind

Baby, I got your number And I know that you got mine But you know that I called you, I called too many times You can call me baby, you can call me anytime But you got to call me

Give me one reason to stay here And I'll turn right back around Give me one reason to stay here And I'll turn right back around Because I don't wanna leave you lonely But you got to make me change my mind

I don't want no one to squeeze me They might take away my life I don't want no one to squeeze me They might take away my life I just want someone to hold me And rock me through the night

This youthful heart can love you And give you what you need This youthful heart can love you And give you what you need But too old to go chasing you around Wasting my precious energy

Baby, just give me just one reason Give me just one reason why Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 78 Give me love Höfundur lags: Ed Sheeran Höfundur texta: Ed Sheeran Flytjandi: Ed Sheeran

Capo on 1st. fret (for original key of Bbm) ohh My my ohh My my ohh My my give me love lover Give me love, like her ohh My my ohh My my Cos lately I've been waking up alone ohh My my give me love lover The pain splatter tear drops on my shirt ohh My my ohh My my I told you I'd let them go ohh My my give me love lover

And that I'll fight my corner ohh My my ohh My my Maybe tonight I'll call you ohh My my give me love lover After my blood, turns into alcohol ohh My my ohh My my No, I just wanna hold you ohh My my give me love lover ohh My my ohh My my Give a little time to me (We'll burn this out) ohh My my give me love lover We'll play hide and seek (To turn this around) ohh My my ohh My my And all I want is the taste that your lips allow ohh My my give me love lover My my my my give me love ohh My my ohh My my My my my my give me love ohh My my give me love lover My my my my give me love ohh My my ohh My my ohh My my give me love lover Give me love like never before ohh My my ohh My my Cos lately I've been craving more ohh My my give me love lover And It's been a while but I still feel the same ohh My my ohh My my Maybe I should let you go ohh My my give me love lover

You know I'll fight my corner ohh My my ohh My my My, give me love And That tonight I'll call you ohh My my ohh My my My, give me love After my blood, is drowning in alcohol ohh My my ohh My my My, give me love No,I just wanna hold you ohh My my ohh My my My, give me love

Give a little time to me (We'll burn this out) We'll play hide and seek (To turn this around) And all I want is the taste That your lips allow My my my my give me love

My my my my give me love My my my my give me love

ohh My my ohh My my ohh My my give me love lover Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 79 Go your own way Höfundur lags: Lindsey Buckingham Höfundur texta: Lindsey Buckingham Flytjandi: Fleetwood Mac

Capo on 3rd Go your own way You an call it Loving you, Another lonely day. . . isn t the right thing to do? You can go your own way How can I ever change things You an call it that I feel? Another lonely day You can go your own way . . . If I could, maybe I d give you my world

How can I, when you won t take it from me?

You can go your own way Go your own way You an call it Another lonely day You can go your own way Go your own way

Tell me why, everything turned around?

Packing up, shacking up is all you wanna do

If I could, baby I d give you my world

Open up, everything s waiting for you

You can go your own way Go your own way You an call it Another lonely day You can go your own way Go your own way

You can go your own way Go your own way You an call it Another lonely day You can go your own way Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 80 Guaranteed Höfundur lags: Eddie Vedder Höfundur texta: Eddie Vedder Flytjandi: Eddie Vedder

On bended knee is no way to be free lifting up an empty cup I ask silently that all my destinations will accept the one that's me so I can breath

Circles they grow and they swallow people whole half their lives they say goodnight to wive's they'll never know got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul so it goes...

Don't come closer or I'll have to go Holding me like gravity are places that pull If ever there was someone to keep me at home It would be you...

Everyone I come across in cages they bought they think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought got my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughts I'm alive...

Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere underneath my being is a road that disappeared late at night I hear the trees they're singing with the dead overhead...

Leave it to me as I find a way to be consider me a satellite forever orbiting I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me guaranteed... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 81 Hard Sun Höfundur lags: Eddie Vedder Höfundur texta: Eddie Vedder Flytjandi: Eddie Vedder

When I walk beside her there's a big I am the better man A big hard sun When I look to leave her beaten on the big people I always stagger back again in the big hard world

Once I built an Ivory tower so I could worship from above When I climb down to be set free she took me in again

there's a big A big hard sun beaten on the big people in the big hard world

When she comes to greet me She is mercy at my feet When I see her pin her charm She just throws it back at me

Once I dug an early grave To find a better land She just smile and laughed at me And took her bruise back again

there's a big A big hard sun beaten on the big people in the big hard world

Once I stood to lose her when I saw what I had done bound down and flew away the hours of her garden and her sun so I tried to warn her turned to see her weep 40 days and 40 nights and it's still coming down on me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 82 Have you ever seen the rain Höfundur lags: John Fogherty Höfundur texta: John Fogherty Flytjandi: Creedence Clearwater Revival

Someone told me long ago, there's a calm before the storm, I know and its been coming for some time. When its over so they say it'll rain a sunny day, I know shinin' down like water

I want to know, have you ever seen the rain I want to know, have you ever seen the rain Coming down a sunny day

Yesterday and days before, sun is cold and rain is hot I know, been that way for all my time. 'Til forever on it goes through the circle fast and slow, I know, and I can't stop, I wonder

I want to know, have you ever seen the rain I want to know, have you ever seen the rain Coming down a sunny day

I want to know, have you ever seen the rain I want to know, have you ever seen the rain Coming down a sunny day Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 83 He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother Höfundur lags: Bob Russell ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Bob Russell ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: The Hollies ásamt fleirum.

Intro

The road is long with many a winding turns That leads us to who knows where, who knows where But I'm strong strong enough to carry him He ain't heavy he's my brother

So on we go his welfare is of my concern No burden is he to bear, we'll get there For I know he would not encumber me He ain't heavy he's my brother

If I'm laden at all I'm laden with sadness that everyone's heart Isn't filled with the gladness Of love for one another

It's a long, long road from which there is no return While we're on the way to there, why not share

And the load Doesn't weigh me down at all He ain't heavy, he's my brother Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 84 Help me make it through the night Höfundur lags: Kris Kristofferson Höfundur texta: Kris Kristofferson Flytjandi: Kris Kristofferson

Take the ribbon from your hair shake it loose and let it fall layin' soft against my skin like the shadows on the wall

Come and lay down by my side till the early morning light all I'm taking is your time help me make it through the night

I don't care who's right or wrong I don't try to understand let the devil take tomorrow Lord, tonight I need a friend

Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow's out of sight and it's sad to be alone help me make it through the night

Lord, it's sad to be alone, help me make it through the night. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 85 Heroes Höfundur lags: Brian Eno ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Brian Eno ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: David Bowie

I, I wish you could swim Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim Though nothing, nothing will keep us together We can beat them forever and ever Oh, we can be Heroes just for one day

I, I will be king And you, you will be queen Though nothing will drive them away we can be Heroes just for one day We can be us just for one day

I, I can reember (I remember) Standing by the wall (By the wall) And the guards shot above our heads (All the roundings) And we kissed as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall) And the Seine was on the other side Oh, we can beat them forever and ever So we can be Heroes just for one day

We can be heroes We can be heroes We can be heroes just for one day Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 86 Hey Höfundur lags: Pixies Höfundur texta: Pixies Flytjandi: Pixies hey been trying to meet you hey must be a devil between us or whores in my head whores at my door horse in my bed but hey where have you been if you go I will surely die we're chained chained u uh said the man to the lady uh said the lady to the man she adored and the whores like a choir go uh all night and Mary ain't you tired of this uh is the sound that the mother makes when the baby breaks we're chained chained Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 87 Hey Joe Höfundur lags: Jimi Hendrix Höfundur texta: Billy Roberts Flytjandi: Jimi Hendrix

Hey Joe, where you goin' Hey Joe, you better run on down with that gun of yours? Good by everybody Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand

I'm going down to shoot my old lady You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man I'm going down to shoot my old lady You know, I've caught her messin' around with another man And that ain't too cool

Hey Joe, I've heard you shot your woman down, shot her down, now Hey Joe, I said I've heard you shot your old lady down, You shot her down to the ground

Yes I did, I shot her You know, I caught her messin' round, messin' round town Yes I did, I shot her You know, I caught my old lady messin' around town And I gave her the gun I SHOT HER!

Hey Joe, said now Where you gonna run to now? Where you gonna run to? Hey Joe, I said where you gonna run to now? Where you, where you gonna go?

I'm goin' way down south, Way down to Mexico way I'm goin' way down south, Way down where I can be free Ain't no one gonna find me

Ain't no hangman gonna, He ain't gonna put a rope around me You better believe it right now I gotta go now Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 88 Hey Tonight Höfundur lags: John Fogherty Höfundur texta: John Fogherty Flytjandi: Creedence Clearwater Revival

Hey, tonight, Gonna be tonight, Dont you know Im flyin Tonight, tonight.

Hey, cmon, Gonna chase tomorrow Tonight, tonight.

Gonna get it to the rafters, Watch me now. Jodys gonna get religion All night long.

Hey, cmon, Gonna hear the sun Tonight, tonight.

Gonna get it to the rafters, Watch me now. Jodys gonna get religion All night long.

Aaaah! Hey, tonight, Gonna be tonight, Dont you know Im flyin Tonight, tonight. Tonight, tonight. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 89 Hey hey, my my Höfundur lags: Neil Young Höfundur texta: Neil Young Flytjandi: Neil Young

Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture Than meets the eye Hey hey, my my

It's out of the blue and into the black They give you this but you pay for that And once you're gone you can never come back When you're out of the blue and into the black

The king is gone but he's not forgotten This is the story of a Johnny Rotten It's better to burn out than to fade away The king is gone but he's not forgotten

My my, hey hey Rock and roll is here to stay Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die My my, hey hey Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 90 Highway To Hell Höfundur lags: Malcolm Young ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Bon Scott Flytjandi: AC/DC

Living easy, living free All The Way! Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Aint nothing I would rather do Going do wn, party time My friends are gonna be there too

(I'm on the) Highway To Hell. (On the) Highway To Hell. Highway To Hell. (I'm on the) Highway To Hell.

No stop signs, speed limit Nobody's gonna slow me down Like a wheel, gonna spin it Nobody's gonna mess me round Hey satan, payed my dues Playing in a rocking band Hey momma, look at me I'm on my way to the promised land

(I'm on the) Highway To Hell. Highway To Hell. (I'm on the) Highway To Hell. Highway To Hell.

Don't stop me.

Solo: (I'm on the) Highway To Hell. (On the) Highway To Hell. (I'm on the) Highway To Hell. (On the) Highway To ---- Hell!

Highway To Hell. (I'm on the Highway to Hell!) Highway To Hell. (Highway to Hell!) Highway To Hell. (Highway, Highway to Hell!) Highway To Hell.

...And I'm Going Down, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 91 Hjálpum þeim Höfundur lags: Axel Einarsson Höfundur texta: Jóhann G. Jóhannsson Flytjandi: Hjálparsveitin

Gleymdu’ ekki þínum minnsta bróður þó höf og álfur skilji að. Kærleikurinn hinn mikli sjóður í hjarta hverju á sér stað.

Í von og trú er fólginn styrkur, sem öllu myrkri getur eytt. Í hverjum manni Jesús Kristur, sem mannkyn getur leitt.

Á skjánum birtast myndir, við fáum af því fréttir að hungursneyð ógni heilli þjóð, menn konur og börn bíði dauðans, án hjálpar eigi enga von.

Búum til betri heim, sameinumst hjálpum þeim, sem minna mega sín, þau eru systkin mín. Vinnum að friði á jörð lífsréttinn stöndum vörð öll sem eitt.

Á skjánum birtast myndir, við fáum af því fréttir að hungursneyð ógni heilli þjóð, menn konur og börn bíði dauðans, án bjargar eigi enga von.

Búum til betri heim, sameinumst hjálpum þeim, sem minna mega sín, þau eru systkin mín. Vinnum að friði á jörð lífsréttinn stöndum vörð öll sem eitt. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 92 Holy Diver Höfundur lags: Vincent Cafiso ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Vincent Cafiso ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Ronnie James Dio

Mmmmhhhmhmm, Yeah Yeah Gotta get away, get away Gotta get away, get away... yeah Holy Diver You've been down too long in the midnight sea Oh what's becoming of me

Ride the tiger You can see his stripes but you know he's clean Oh don't you see what I mean

Gotta get away Holy Diver... yeah

Shiny diamonds Like the eyes of a cat in a blackened room Something is coming for you Look out!

Race for the morning You can hide in the sun 'till you see the light Oh we will pray it's all right

Gotta get away, get away Between the velvet lies There's a truth that's hard as steel... yeah The vision never dies Life's a never ending wheel... said

Holy Diver You're the star of the masquerade No need to look so afraid, jump, jump!

Jump on the tiger You can feel his heart but you know he's mean Some light can never be seen... yeah

Holy Diver You've been down too long in the midnight sea Oh what's becoming of me! no, no

Ride the tiger You can see his stripes but you know he's clean Oh don't you see what I mean Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 93 Hook Höfundur lags: Blues Traveler Höfundur texta: Blues Traveler Flytjandi: Blues Traveler

It doesn't matter what I say Of catchy little tunes of hip three minute ditties So long as I sing with inflection I wanna bust all your balloons, I wanna burn all of youre cities That makes you feel that I'll convey Some inner truth of vast reflection To the ground I've found, I will not mess around Unless I play then hey, I will go on all day, hear what I say But I've said nothing so far I have a prayer to pray, that's really all this was And I can keep it up as long as it takes And when I'm feeling stuck and need a buck, I don't rely on luck because... And it don't matter who you are If I'm doing my job then it's your resolve that breaks The hook brings you back I ain't tellin' you no lie The hook brings you back Because the hook brings you back On that you can rely I ain't tellin' you no lie The hook brings you back The hook brings you back On that you can rely On that you can rely

There is something amiss I am being insincere In fact I don't mean any of this Still my confession draws you near

To confess the issue I refer To familiar heroes from long ago No matter how much Peter loved her What made the Pan refuse to grow

Was that the hook brings you back I ain't tellin' you no lie The hook brings you back On that you can rely

Suck it in suck it in suck it in if you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn Make a desperate move or else you'll win and then begin To see what you're doing to me this MTV is not for free It's so PC it's, killing me so desperately I'll sing to thee of love

Sure but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf I've tried well no in fact I've lied, could be financial suicide but I've got too much pride inside to hide or slide

I'll do as I decide and let it ride until I've died And only then shall I abide this tide Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 94 Hot N Cold Höfundur lags: Max Martin ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Max Martin ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Katy Perry

You change your mind You, but you don't really want to go-o Like a girl changes clothes You're hot then you're cold Yeah you, PMS like a bitch You're yes then you're no I would know You're in and you're out You're up and you're down And you always think Always speak cryptically Will someone call the doctor I should know I got a case of a love bi-polar That you're no good for me Stuck on a roller coaster Can't get off this ride Cause you're hot then you're cold You're yes then you're no You change your mind You're in and you're out Like a girl changes clothes You're up and you're down You're wrong when it's right Cause you're hot then you're cold It's black and it's white You're yes then you're no We fight, we break up You're in and you're out We kiss, we make up You're up and you're down You're wrong when it's right You, You don't really want to stay, no It's black and it's white You, but you don't really want to go-o We fight, we break up You're hot then you're cold We kiss, we make up You're yes then you're no You're in and you're out You're hot then you're cold You're up and you're down You're yes then you're no You're in and you're out We used to be, You're up and you're down just like twins, so in sync You're wrong when it's right The same energy It's black and it's white now's a dead battery We fight, we break up Used to laugh about nothing We kiss, we make up Now your plain boring I should know You, You don't really want to stay, no you're not gonna change You, but you don't really want to go-o You're hot then you're cold Cause you're hot then you're cold You're yes then you're no You're yes then you're no You're in and you're out You're in and you're out You're up and you're down You're up and you're down You're wrong when it's right It's black and it's white We fight, we break up We kiss, we make up

You, You don't really want to stay, no Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 95 Hurt Höfundur lags: Trent Reznor Höfundur texta: Trent Reznor Flytjandi: Johnny Cash

I hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real The needle tears a hole the old familiar sting Try to kill it all away but I remember everything

What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away in the end You could have it all, my empire of dirt, I will let you down, I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thornes upon on my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair beneath the stains of time the feeling disappears you are someone else I am still right here

What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away in the end You could have it all, my empire of dirt, I will let you down, I will make you hurt

If I could start again a million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 96 I Alone Höfundur lags: Live Höfundur texta: Live Flytjandi: Live

It's easier not to be wise and measure these things by your brains I alone love you, I alone tempt you I sank into Eden with you, I alone love you! Ah-ha!! alone in the church by and by I'll read to you here; save your eyes I alone love you, I alone tempt you You'll need them; your boat is at sea I alone love you! Your anchor is up, you've been swept away and the greatest of teachers won't hesitate to leave you there by yourself, chained to fate, yeah

I alone love you, I alone tempt you I alone love you. Fear is not the end of this! I alone love you, I alone tempt you I alone love you!

It's easier not to be great and measure these things by your eyes We long to be here by his resolve Alone in the church, by and by To cradle the baby in space to leave you there by yourself, chained to fate, yeah

I alone love you, I alone tempt you I alone love you. Fear is not the end of this! I alone love you, I alone tempt you I alone love you! Yeah......

I alone love you, I alone tempt you I alone love you! Yeah......

Oh now, we took it back to far, only love can save us now All these riddles that you burn, all come runnin' back to you All these rhythms that you hide; only love can save us now All these riddles that you burn... Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

I alone love you, I alone tempt you I alone love you. Fear is not the end of this! I alone love you, I alone tempt you I alone love you! Yeah...... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 97 I See Fire Höfundur lags: Ed Sheeran Höfundur texta: Ed Sheeran Flytjandi: Ed Sheeran

Capo on 6.th fret And if the night is burning I will cover my eyes Oh, misty eye of the mountain below For if the dark returns then Keep careful watch of my brothers' souls My brothers will die And should the sky be filled with fire and smoke And as the sky's falling down Keep watching over Durin's son It crashed into this lonely town And with that shadow upon the ground If this is to end in fire I hear my people screaming out Then we should all burn together Watch the flames climb high into the night Now I see fire, inside the mountain Calling father oh, sent by and we will I see fire, burning the trees Watch the flames burn on and on And I see fire, hollowing souls The mountain side, high And I see fire, blood in the breeze

And if we should die tonight Now I see fire, inside the mountain Then we should all die together I see fire, burning the trees Raise a glass of wine for the last time And I see fire, hollowing souls Calling out for the rope And I see fire, blood in the breeze Prepare as we will Watch the flames burn on and on The mountain side Desolation comes upon the sky

Now I see fire, inside the mountain I see fire, burning the trees And I see fire, hollowing souls And I see fire, blood in the breeze And I hope that you remember me

Oh, should my people fall in Surely I'll do the same Come finding mountain holes We got too close to the flame Calling out father oh Hold fast and we will Watch the flames burn on and on The mountain side Desolation comes upon the sky

Now I see fire, inside the mountain I see fire, burning the trees And I see fire, hollowing souls And I see fire, blood in the breeze And I hope that you remember me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 98 I Want It All Höfundur lags: Brian May Höfundur texta: Brian May Flytjandi: Queen

I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now.

Adventure seeker on an empty street, Just an alley creeper, light on his feet, A young fighter screaming, with no time for doubt With the pain and the anger can't see a way out, It ain't much I'm asking, I heard him say, Gotta find me a future move out of my way,

I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now. I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now.

Listen all you people, come gather round, I gotta get me a game plan, gotta shake you to the ground, Just give me what I know is mine, People do you hear me, just give me the sign, It ain't much I'm asking, if you want the truth Here's to the future for the dreams of youth,

I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now. I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now.

I'm a man with a one track mind, So much to do in one life time (people do you hear me) Not a man for compromise and where's and why's and living lies So I'm living it all, yes I'm living it all, And I'm giving it all, and I'm giving it all,

It ain't much I'm asking, if you want the truth Here's to the future, hear the cry of youth,

I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now. I want it all, I want it all, I want it all, and I want it now. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 99 I Want To Break Free Höfundur lags: John Deacon Höfundur texta: John Deacon Flytjandi: Queen

I want to break free I want to break free I want to break free from your lies You're so self satisfied I don't need you I've got to break free God knows God knows I want to break free

I've fallen in love I've fallen in love for the first time And this time I know it's for real I've fallen in love yeah God knows God knows I've fallen in love

It's strange but it's true I can't get over the way you love me like you do But I have to be sure When I walk out that door Oh how I want to be free baby Oh how I want to be free Oh how I want to break free

But life still goes on I can't get used to living without living without Living without you by my side I don't want to live alone hey God knows I got to make it on my own So baby can't you see I've got to break free I've got to break free I want to break free yeah I want I want I want I want to break free.... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 100 I Was Made For Lovin' You Höfundur lags: Paul Stanley Höfundur texta: Paul Stanley Flytjandi: Kiss

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do And I can't get enough of you baby Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Can you get enough of me? Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Oh, I was made, you were made Tonight I wanna give it all to you I can't get enough In the darkness there's so much I wanna do No, I can't get enough And tonight I wanna lay at your feet Cause girl I was made for you I was made for loving you baby And girl you were made for me You were made for loving me And I can't get enough of you baby I was made for loving you baby Can you get enough of me? You were made for loving me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me?

Tonight I wanna see it in your eyes Feel the magic There's something that drives me wild And tonight we're gonna make it all come true Cause girl you were made for me And girl I was made for you

I was made for loving you baby You were made for loving me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me?

Oh oh, can't get enough, oh, oh I can't get enough, oh, oh I can't get enough

Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do

I was made for loving you baby You were made for loving me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 101 I am the Highway Höfundur lags: Audioslave Höfundur texta: Chris Cornell Flytjandi: Audioslave

Pearls And swine bereft of me long and weary my road has been I was lost in the cities alone in the hills no sorrow or pity for leaving I feel

I am not your rolling wheels I am the highway I am not your carpet ride I am the sky friends and liars don't wait for me 'cause I'll get on all by myself I put millions of miles under my heels and still too close to you I feel

I am not your rolling wheels I am the highway I am not your carpet ride I am the sky I am not your blowing wind I am the lightining I am not your autumn moon

I am not your rolling wheels I am the highway I am not your carpet ride I am the sky I am not your blowing wind I am the lightining I am not your autumn moon I am night the night Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 102 I shot the sheriff Höfundur lags: Bob Marley Höfundur texta: Bob Marley Flytjandi: Bob Marley

I shot the sheriff, But I say: but I did not shoot the deputy. I shot the sheriff, I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy. but I did not shoot the deputy. I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot no deputy. All around in my home town they're trying to track me down. They say they want to bring me in guilty for the killing of a deputy, for the life of a deputy, But I say: I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in selfdefence. I shot the sheriff, and they say it is a capitaloffence.

Sheriff John Brown always hated me for what I don't know. Ev'ry time that I plant a seed he said "Kill it before it grows," he said "Kill them before they grows," But I say: I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in selfdefence. I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in selfdefence

Freedom came my way one day and I started out of town. All of a sudden I see sheriff John Brown, aiming to shoot me down. So I shot, I shot him down. But I say: If I am guilty I will pay

I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy. I shot the sheriff, but I did not shoot the deputy.

Reflexes got the better of me and what is to be must be. Ev'ry day the bucket goes down the well, but one day the bottom will drop out, yes one day the bottom will drop out. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 103 I still haven’t found what I’m looking for Höfundur lags: The Edge Höfundur texta: Bono Flytjandi: U2

I have climbed the highest mountains I have run through the fields Only to be with you Only to be with you I have run, I have crawled I have scaled these city walls Only to be with you Only to be with you

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I have kissed honey lips felt the healing in her fingertips It burned like a fire this burning desire I have spoken with the tongue of angels I have held the hand of a devil It was warm in the night I was cold like a stone

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

I believe in the kingdom come then all the colours will bleed into one But yes I'm still running you broke the bonds You loosed the chains you carried the cross And my shame Yeah my shame You know I believe it Yes I believe it

But I still haven't found what I'm looking for But I still haven't found what I'm looking for Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 104 I will wait Höfundur lags: Marcus Mumford Höfundur texta: Marcus Mumford Flytjandi: Mumford Sons

Capo á 1. bandi And bow my head Keep my heart slow I came home Like a stone Cause I will wait, I will wait for you! And I fell heavy into your arms And I will wait, I will wait for you! And I will wait, I will wait for you! These days of dust And I will wait, I will wait for you! Which we've known Will blow away with this new sun

And I'll kneel down Wait for now And I'll kneel down Know my ground

I will wait, I will wait for you! And I will wait, I will wait for you!

So break my step And relent You forgave and I won't forget

Know what we've seen And him with less Now in some way, shake the excess

Cause I will wait, I will wait for you! And I will wait, I will wait for you! And I will wait, I will wait for you! And I will wait, I will wait for you!

Now I'll be bold As well as strong And use my head alongside my heart So take my flesh And fix my eyes That tethered mind free from the lies

And I'll kneel down Wait for now And I'll kneel down Know my ground

Raise my hands Paint my spirit gold Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 105 I'd Rather Go Blind Höfundur lags: Billy Foster ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Billy Foster ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Etta James

Something told me it was over when I saw you and her talking, Something deep down in my soul said, ´Cry Girl´, when I saw you and that girl, walking out.

I would rather, I would rather go blind boy, Than to see you, walk away from me child, and all. Ooooo So you see, I love you so much That I don't want to watch you leave me baby, Most of all, I just don't, I just don't want to be free no

I was just, I was just, I was just sitting here thinking Of your kisses and your warm embrace, yeah, When the reflection in the glass that I held to my lips now baby, Revealed the tears that was on my face, yeah.

And baby, baby, I would rather be blind boy Than to see you walk away, see you walk away from me, yeah Baby, baby, baby, I'd rather be blind now Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 106 It's my life Höfundur lags: Jon Bon Jovi ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Jon Bon Jovi ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Bon Jovi

This ain't a song for the broken-hearted, no silent prayer for the faith-departed. I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd, you're gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud !

This is for the ones who stood their ground, for Tommy and Gina who never backed down. Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake, luck ain't even lucky, got to make your own breaks.

Better stand tall when they're calling you out, don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down !

It's my life, it's now or never, I ain't gonna live forever. I just want to live while I'm alive. It's my life, my heart is like an open highway, like Frankie said, I did it my way. I just wanna live while I'm alive. It's my life! Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 107 Its All Over Now Baby Blue Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

Capo on 2. fret

You must leave now, take what you need, you think will last. But whatever you wish to keep, you better grab it fast. Yonder stands your orphan with his gun, Crying like a fire in the sun. Look out the saints are comin' through And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. Take what you have gathered from coincidence. The empty-handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. This sky, too, is folding under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. All your reindeer armies, are all going home. The lover who just walked out your door Has taken all his blankets from the floor. The carpet, too, is moving under you And it's all over now, Baby Blue.

Leave your stepping stones behind, something calls for you. Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. The vagabond who's rapping at your door Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. Strike another match, go start a new And it's all over now, Baby Blue. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 108 Jambalaya Höfundur lags: Hank Williams Jr Flytjandi: Hank Williams Jr

Goodbye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne the sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filet gumbo Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibodaux Fontaineaux the place is buzzing Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress in style and go hog wild me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Settle down far from town get me a pirogue And I'll catch all the fish in the bayou Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filet gumbo Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar fill fruit jar and be gay-o Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 109 Jammin Höfundur lags: Bob Marley Höfundur texta: Bob Marley Flytjandi: Bob Marley

We're jamming Jamming jamming jamming jamming I wanna jam it with you I hope you like jamming too. We're jamming jamming and I hope you like jamming too

Ain't no rules ain't no vow we can do it anyhow And I Jah know will see you through 'Cos every day we pay the price with a loving sacrifice Jamming till the jam is through

We're jamming to think that jamming was a thing of the past We're jamming and I hope this jam is gonna last

No bullet can stop us now we neither beg nor will we bow Neither can be bought nor sold We all defend the right that the children us unite your life is worth much more than gold

We're jamming jamming jamming jamming, we're jamming in the name of the Lord We're jamming jamming jamming jamming, we're jamming right straight from Jah

Holy Mount Zion, holy Mount Zion Jah sitteth in mount Zion And rules all Creation, yeah we're, we're jamming

We're jamming jamming jamming jamming, I wanna jam it with you Jamming jamming jamming jamming I hope you like jamming too.

Jam's about my pride and truth I cannot hide to keep you satisfied True love that now exist is the love I can't resist so jam by my side

We're jamming jamming jamming jamming, I wanna jam it with you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 110 Jolene Höfundur lags: Dolly Parton Höfundur texta: Dolly Parton Flytjandi: Lay Low ásamt fleirum.

Capo á 4.bandi

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene! I'm begging of you, please don't take my man. Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene! Please don't take him, just because you can.

Your beauty is beyond compare, with flaming locks of auburn hair. With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green. Your smile is like a breath of spring, your voice is soft like summer rain, and I cannot compete with you, Jolene

He talks about you in his sleep, and there's nothing I can do to keep from crying, when he calls your name, Jolene. And I can easily understand, how you could easily take my man, but you don't know what he means to me, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene! I'm begging of you please don't take my man. Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene! Please don't take him just because you can.

You could have your choice of men, but i could never love again. He's the only one for me, Jolene! I had to have this talk with you, my happiness depends on you, and whatever you decide to do, Jolene

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene! I'm begging of you please don't take my man. Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene! Please don't take him even though you can. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 111 Just Breathe Höfundur lags: Eddie Vedder Höfundur texta: Eddie Vedder Flytjandi: Pearl Jam

Yes, I understand that every life must end, uh-huh As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, uh-huh Oh I'm a lucky man, to count on both hands the ones I love Some folks just have one, yeah, others, they've got none, uh-huh Stay with me... Let's just breathe...

Practiced all my sins, never gonna let me win, uh-huh Under everything, just another human being, uh-huh Yeah, I don't wanna hurt, there's so much in this world to make me believe Stay with me You're all I see...

Did I say that I need you? Did I say that I want you? Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see

No one knows this more than me As I come clean...

I wonder everyday, as I look upon your face, uh-huh Everything you gave and nothing you would save, oh no Nothing you would take everything you gave...

Did I say that I need you? Oh, did I say that I want you? Oh, if I didn't I'm a fool you see

No one knows this more than me And I come clean, ah...

Nothing you would take, everything you gave Hold me 'till I die Meet you on the other side... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 112 Just Give Me A Reason Höfundur lags: Jeff Bhasker ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Jeff Bhasker ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Nate Ruess ásamt fleirum.

Right from the start Just give me a reason just a little bit's enough You were a thief you stole my heart Just a second we're not broken just bent And I your willing victim And we can learn to love again I let you see the parts of me that weren't all that pretty It's in the stars, It's been written in the scars on our hearts And with every touch you fixed them We're not broken just bent Now you've been talking in your sleep, oh, oh And we can learn to love again Things you never say to me, oh, oh Tell me that you've had enough ohhh, we can learn to love again Of our love, our love ohhhhh, we can learn to love again ohh Just give me a reason just a little bit's enough That we're not broken just bent and we can learn to love again Just a second we're not broken just bent And we can learn to love again It's in the stars, It's been written in the scars on our hearts We're not broken just bent And we can learn to love again

I'm sorry I don't understand where all of this is coming from I thought that we were fine

(Oh we had everything) Your head is running wild again, my dear we still have everything And it's all in your mind

(Yeah, but this is happening) You've been having real bad dreams, Oh, oh You used to lie so close to me, Oh, oh There's nothing more than empty sheets Between out love, our love, oh our love, our love

Just give me a reason just a little bit's enough Just a second we're not broken just bent And we can learn to love again I never stopped, you're still written in the scars on my heart You're not broken just bent And we can learn to love again

Oh, tears ducts and rust I'll fix it for us We're collecting dust but our love's enough You're holding it in, You're pouring a drink No nothing is as bad as it seems

We'll come clean Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 113 Just a Fool Höfundur lags: Steve Robson ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Steve Robson ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Blake Shelton ásamt fleirum.

Another shot of whisky please bartender And I, Waited and waited so long Keep it coming till I don't remember at all For someone to never come home How bad it hurts when you're gone (na na na) It's my fault to think you'll be true (yeah, yeah) Turn the music up a little bit louder I'm just a fool Just gotta get past the midnight hour (uh huh) I'm just a fool Maybe tomorrow it won't - be - this - hard I'm just a fool Who am I kidding It's my fault to think you'll be true (yeah, yeah) I know what I'm missing I'm just a fool

You, I had my heart set on you But nothing else hurts like you do Who knew that love was so cruel (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And I, Waited and waited so long For someone to never come home It's my fault to think you'll be true (yeah, yeah) I'm just a fool (Yeah)

I said that I don't care I'd walk away whatever And I tell myself we were bad together (uuh huh) But that's just me trying to move on - with - out - you But who am I kidding I know what I'm missing

Hey, I had my heart set on you But nothing else hurts like you do Who knew that love was so cruel (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And I, Waited and waited so long For someone to never come home It's my fault to think you'll be true (yeah, yeah) I'm just a fool

For holding on to something that Is never ever gonna come back I can't accept that it's lost I should have let it go, Held my tongue Kept my big mouth shut Cause now everything is just wrong I'm thrown I'm just a fool A fool for you I'm just a fool

I had my heart set on you But nothing else hurts like you do Who knew that love was so cruel (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 114 Kids Flytjandi: MGMT

You were a child Crawling on your knees toward it Making momma so proud, But your voice is too loud

We like to watch you laughing, You pick the insects off plants No time to think of consequences

Control yourself Take only what you need from it A family of trees wanted To be haunted

The water is warm But it’s sending me shivers A baby is born Crying out for attention

The memories fade Like looking through a fogged mirror Decision to decisions are made And not bought, But I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot. I guess not

Control yourself Take only what you need from it A family of trees wanted To be haunted

Control yourself Take only what you need from it A family of trees wanted To be haunted Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 115 Kiss Höfundur lags: Prince Höfundur texta: Prince Flytjandi: Prince

U don't have 2 be beautiful 2 turn me on I just need your body, baby, from dusk till dawn U don't need experience 2 turn me out U just leave it all up 2 me, I'm gonna show U what it's all about

U don't have 2 be rich 2 be my girl U don't have 2 be cool 2 rule my world Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with I just want your extra time and your Kiss

U got 2 not talk dirty, baby, if U wanna impress me U can't be 2 flirty, mama, I know how 2 undress me I want 2 be your fantasy, maybe U could be mine U just leave it all up 2 me, we could have a good time

U don't have 2 be rich 2 be my girl U don't have 2 be cool 2 rule my world Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with I just want your extra time and your Kiss guitar at bridge

Women, not girls, rule my world, I said they rule my world Act your age, mama, not your shoe size, maybe we could do the twirl U don't have 2 watch Dynasty 2 have an attitude, uh U just leave it all up 2 me, my love will be your food

U don't have 2 be rich 2 be my girl U don't have 2 be cool 2 rule my world Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with I just want your extra time and your Kiss Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 116 Kryptonite Höfundur lags: Brad Arnold Höfundur texta: Brad Arnold Flytjandi: 3 Doors Down

I took a walk around the world If I go crazy then will to ease my troubled mind, you still call me superman. I left my body lyin somewhere If I'm alive and well will in the sands of time. you be there a holdin my hand, I watched the world float I'll keep you by my side with to the dark side of the moon, my super human might, Kryptonite. I feel there's nothin I can do, yeah.

I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon. After all I knew it had to be somethin to do with you. I really don't mind what happens now and then, as long as you'll be my friend at the end.

If I go crazy then will you still call me superman. If I'm alive and well will you be there a holdin my hand, I'll keep you by my side with my super human might, Kryptonite.

You call me strong, you call me weak, but still your secrets I will keep, you took for granted all the times I never let you down. You stumble again and bump your head, if not for me then you'd be dead. I picked you up and put you back on solid ground.

If I go crazy then will you still call me superman. If I'm alive and well will you be there a holdin my hand, I'll keep you by my side with my super human might, Kryptonite.

If I go crazy then will you still call me superman. If I'm alive and well will you be there a holdin my hand, I'll keep you by my side with my super human might, Kryptonite. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 117 Lay lady lay Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Whatever colours you have in your mind I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile His clothers 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

Why wait any longer for the world to begin You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love When he's standing in front of you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 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 Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 118 Layla Höfundur lags: Eric Clapton Höfundur texta: Eric Clapton Flytjandi: Eric Clapton

What will you do when you get lonely With nobody waiting by your side You've been running and hiding much too long, You know it's just your foolish pride.

Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.

Tried to give you consolation, Your old man won't let you down Like a fool, I fell in love with you, Turned the whole world upside down

Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla, I'm begging darling please. Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.

Let's make the best of the situation Before I fin'lly go insane. Please don't say we'll never find a way And tell me all my loves in vain Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 119 Lean on me Höfundur lags: Bill Withers Höfundur texta: Bill Withers Flytjandi: Bill Withers

Sometimes in our lives So just call on me brother, when you need a hand we all have pain We all need somebody to lean on We all have sorrow I just might have a problem that you'd understand But if we are wise We all need somebody to lean on We know that there's always tomorrow Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend Lean on me, when you're not strong I'll help you carry on And I'll be your friend For it won't be long I'll help you carry on 'Til I'm gonna need For it won't be long Somebody to lean on 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend Please swallow your pride I'll help you carry on If I have things For it won't be long you neeD to borrow 'Til I'm gonna need For no one can fill Somebody to lean on those of your needs That you don't let show

So just call on me brother, when you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'd understand We all need somebody to lean on

Lean on me, when you're not strong And I'll be your friend I'll help you carry on For it won't be long 'Til I'm gonna need Somebody to lean on

You just call on me brother, when you need a hand We all need somebody to lean on I just might have a problem that you'd understand We all need somebody to lean on

If there is a load you have to bear That you can't carry I'm right up the road I'll share your load If you just call me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 120 Leavin' on a Jetplane Höfundur lags: John Denver Höfundur texta: John Denver Flytjandi: John Denver

All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go I'm standing here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye but the dawn is breaking, its early morn' the taxi is waiting, he's blowin' his horn. Already I'm so lonesome I could die.

So kiss me and smile for me. Tell me that you'll wait for me. Hold me like you'll never let me go. 'Cause I'm leavin' on a jetplane, don't know when I'll be back again oh, babe I hate to go.

There's so many times I've let you down; So many times I've played around, I tell you now they don't mean a thing. Ev'ry place I go I'll think of you, Ev'ry song I sing I'll sing for you. When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring.

So kiss me and smile for me. Tell me that you'll wait for me. Hold me like you'll never let me go. 'Cause I'm leavin' on a jetplane, don't know when I'll be back again oh, babe I hate to go.

Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you, Then close your eyes, and I'll be on my way. dream about the days to come, When I won't have to leave alone, About the times I won't have to say.

Kiss me and smile for me. Tell me that you'll wait for me. Hold me like you'll never let me go. 'Cause I'm leavin' on a jetplane, don't know when I'll be back again oh, babe I hate to go. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 121 Leiðin okkar allra Höfundur lags: Þorsteinn Einarsson Höfundur texta: Einar Georg Einarsson Flytjandi: Hjálmar

Ég ætla mér, út að halda Örlögin valda því. Mörgum á ég, greiða að gjalda Það er gömul saga og ný.

Guð einn veit, hvert leið mín liggur Lífið svo flókið er. Oft ég er, í hjarta hryggur En ég harka samt af mér.

Eitt lítið knús, elsku mamma Áður en ég fer. Nú er ég kominn til að kveðja Ég kem aldrei framar hér.

Er mánaljósið, fegrar fjöllin Ég feta veginn minn. Dyrnar opnar draumahöllin Og dregur mig þar inn

Ég þakkir sendi, sendi öllum Þetta er kveðja mín Ég mun ganga á þessum vegi Uns lífsins dagur dvín Ég mun ganga á þessum vegi Uns lífsins dagur dvín Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 122 Lemon Tree Höfundur lags: Peter Freudenthaler Höfundur texta: Volker Hinkel Flytjandi: Fool's Garden

I'm Sitting Here In A Boring Room Is Just A Yellow Lemon-tree It's Just Another Rainy Sunday Afternoon I'm Turning My Head Up And Down I'm Wasting My Time I Got Nothing To Do I'm Turning Turning Turning I'm Hanging Around I'm Waiting For You Turning Turning Around But Nothing Ever Happens - And I Wonder And All That I Can See Is Just A Yellow Lemon-tree I'm Driving Around In My Car I'm Driving Too Fast I'm Driving Too Far And I wonder I wonder I'd Like To Change My Point Of View I Feel So Lonely I'm Waiting For You I Wonder How I Wonder Why But Nothing Ever Happens - And I Wonder Yesterday You Told Me 'bout The Blue Blue Sky I Wonder How I Wonder Why And All That I Can See Yesterday You Told Me And All That I Can See 'bout The Blue Blue Sky And All That I Can See And All That I Can See Is Just A Yellow Lemon-tree. Is Just A Yellow Lemon-tree I'm Turning My Head Up And Down I'm Turning Turning Turning Turning Turning Around And All That I Can See Is Just A Yellow Lemon-tree

Sing: Dah Dararara Dirabdah Dararara Dirabdah Dah Dib Dirah

I'm Sitting Here I Miss The Power I'd Like To Go Out Taking A Shower But There's A Heavy Cloud Inside My Head I Feel So Tired Put Myself Into Bed Where Nothing Ever Happens - And I Wonder

Isolation - Is Not Good For Me Isolation - I Don't Want To Sit On A Lemon-tree

I'm Steppin' Around In A Desert Of Joy Baby Anyhow I'll Get Another Toy And Everything Will Happen And You'll Wonder

I Wonder How I Wonder Why Yesterday You Told Me 'bout The Blue Blue Sky And All That I Can See Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 123 Let's Dance Höfundur lags: David Bowie Höfundur texta: David Bowie Flytjandi: David Bowie

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Let's dance!

Let's dance! Put on your red shoes and dance the blues! Let's dance! To the song they're playin' on the radio!

Let's sway! While color lights up your face! Let's sway! Sway through the crowd to an empty space!

If you say run, I'll run with you. If you say hide, we'll hide. (ah ah ah ah) Because my love for you Would break my heart in two ( Ah! ) If you should fall ( Ah! ) Into my arms ( Ah! ) And tremble like a . . . . . flower! ( Ah! ) Let's dance!

Let's dance! For fear your grace should fall! Let's dance! For fear tonight is all!

Let's sway! You could look into my eyes! Let's sway! Under the moonlight, this serious moonlight!

Let's dance! Put on your red shoes and dance the blues! Let's sway! Under the moonlight, this serious moonlight! Let's sway! Let's sway! Let's dance!, Let's dance!, Let's dance!, Let's dance!, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 124 Letdown Höfundur lags: Thom Yorke Höfundur texta: Thom Yorke Flytjandi: Radiohead

Transports, motorways, and tramlines, starting and then stopping, taking off and landing. The emptiest of feelings, disappointed people, clinging on to bottles. When it comes it's oh so disappointing.

Letdown and hanging around. Crushed like a bug in the ground. Letdown and hanging around.

Shell smashed, juices flowing, wings twitch, legs are going, don't get sentimental, it always ends up drrivellll. One day, i am going to grow wings, a chemical reaction. Hysterical and useless. Hysterical and

Letdown and hanging around. Crushed like a bug in the ground. Letdown and hanging around.

You know where you are with. You know where you are with. Floor collapses floating bouncing back and one day you'll know where you are. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 125 Life on Mars? Höfundur lags: David Bowie Höfundur texta: David Bowie Flytjandi: David Bowie

It's a God awful small affair To the girl with the mousy hair But her mummy is yelling no And her daddy has told her to go But her friend is nowhere to be seen Now she walks through her sunken dream To the seat with the clearest view And she's hooked to the silver screen But the film is a saddening bore For she's lived it ten times or more She could spit in the eyes of fools As they ask her to focus on

It's on Americas tortured brow That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow Now the workers have struck for fame cause Lennon's on sale again See the mice in their million hoards From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads Rule Brittannia is out of bounds To my mother my dog and clowns But the film is a saddening bore Cause I wrote it ten times or more It's about to be writ agine As they ask her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall Oh man look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman beating up the wrong guy Oh man wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life on mars? Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 126 Like a Stone Höfundur lags: Chris Cornell Höfundur texta: Chris Cornell Flytjandi: Audioslave

On a cobweb afternoon In a room full of emptiness By a freeway I confess I was lost in the pages of a book full of death Reading how we'll die alone and if we're good, we'll lay to rest anywhere we want to go

In your house, I long to be Room by room, patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone

And on my deathbed I will pray To the Gods and the angels Like a pagan to anyone

Who will take me to Heaven To a place I recall I was there so long ago The sky was bruised, the wine was bled and there you led me on

In your house I long to be Room by room, patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone, Alone

And on I read, until the day was gone And I sat in regret for all the things I've done For all that I've blessed and all that I've wronged And dreamed until my death I will wander on

In your house I long to be Room by room, patiently I'll wait for you there Like a stone I'll wait for you there Alone, Alone Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 127 Listen to the music Höfundur lags: Tom Johnston Höfundur texta: Tom Johnston Flytjandi: Doobie Brothers

Don’t you feel it growin’, day by day All the time People gettin’ ready for the news Some are happy, some are sad Oh, we got to let the music play Oh, oh, listen to the music What the people need Oh, oh, listen to the music Is a way to make ’em smile Oh, oh, listen to the music It ain’t so hard to do if you know how All the time Gotta get a message Get it on through Oh now mama, don’t you ask me why

Oh, oh, listen to the music Oh, oh, listen to the music Oh, oh, listen to the music All the time

Well I know, you know better Everything I say Meet me in the country for a day We’ll be happy And we’ll dance Oh, we’re gonna dance our blues away

And if I’m feelin’ good to you And you’re feelin’ good to me There ain’t nothin’ we can’t do or say Feelin’ good, feeling fine Oh, baby, let the music play

Oh, oh, listen to the music Oh, oh, listen to the music Oh, oh, listen to the music All the time

Like a lazy flowing river Surrounding castles in the sky And the crowd is growing bigger List’nin’ for the happy sounds And I got to let them fly

Oh, oh, listen to the music Oh, oh, listen to the music Oh, oh, listen to the music Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 128 Little Black Submarines Höfundur lags: Patrick Carney ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Patrick Carney ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: The Black Keys

Little black submarines Operator please Put me back on the line Told my girl I'd be back Operator please This is wrecking my mind

Oh, can it be The voices calling me They get lost and out of time I should've seen it glow But everybody knows That a broken heart is blind That a broken heart is blind

Treasure maps, falling trees Operator please Call me back when it's time Stolen friends and disease Operator please Pass me back to my mind

Oh, can it be The voices calling me They get lost and out of time I should've seen it glow But everybody knows That a broken heart is blind That a broken heart is blind

Oh, can it be The voices calling me They get lost and out of time I should've seen it glow But everybody knows That a broken heart is blind That a broken heart is blind That a broken heart is blind Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 129 Live And Let Die Höfundur lags: Paul McCartney Höfundur texta: Paul McCartney Flytjandi: Wings

When you were young and your heart was an open book You used to say life and let life (You know you did, you know you did you know you did) But in this ever changing world in which we live in makes you give in and cry

Say live and let die live and let die live and let die live and let die

What does it matter to ya when you got a job to do you gotta do it well you gotta give the other fellow hell

Say live and let die live and let die live and let die live and let die Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 130 Live forever Höfundur lags: Noel Gallagher Höfundur texta: Noel Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

Maybe, I don't really wanna know gonna live forever ... what ya garden grows cuz I just wanna fly. Lately, did you ever feel the pain In the morning rain as it soaks you to the bone?

Maybe, I don't really wanna know what ya garden grows cuz I just wanna fly.

Lately, did you ever feel the pain In the morning rain as it soaks you to the bone?

Maybe I'll never be all the things I wanna be now is not the time to cry now is the time to find out why I think you're the same as me We see things I'll never see you and I are gonna live forever

Maybe, I don't really wanna know what ya garden grows cuz I just wanna fly. Lately, did you ever feel the pain In the morning rain as it soaks you to the bone?

Maybe I just wanna fly wanna live but don't wanna die maybe I just wanna breath maybe I just don't believe maybe you're the same as me we see things that I'll never see you and I are gonna live forever gonna live forever gonna live forever gonna live forever gonna live forever gonna live forever Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 131 Livin' On A Prayer Höfundur lags: Bon Jovi Höfundur texta: Bon Jovi Flytjandi: Bon Jovi

Guitar line in Intro Woooooo, we're halfway there Woooooo, livin' on a prayer Take my hand and we'll make it I swear Woooo, livin on a prayer Tommy used to work on the docks Livin' on a prayer. Union's been on strike. He's down on his luck It's tough, so tough.

Gina work the dinner all day Working for her man. She brings home her pay For love, for love.

She says we've got to hold on to what we've got. It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not. We've got each other and that's a lot, for love. We'll give it a shot.

Woooo, we're halfway there, wooo, livin' on a prayer. Take my hand we'll make it, I swear Wooo, livin' on a prayer

Tommy's got his six string in hock, now he's holding in, what he used to make it talk So tough, it's so tough.

Gina dreams of running away When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers: Baby it's O.K., some day.

She says we've got to hold on to what we've got. It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not. We've got each other and that's a lot, for love. We'll give it a shot.

Woooo, we're halfway there, wooo, livin' on a prayer. Take my hand we'll make it, I swear Wooo, livin' on a prayer Livin' on a prayer.

Oooooooooh, we've got to hold on, ready or not You live for the fight when it's all that you've got. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 132 Living on my own Höfundur lags: Freddie Mercury Höfundur texta: Freddie Mercury Flytjandi: Queen

Sometimes I feel I'm gonna break down and cry Nowhere to go nothing to do with my time I get lonely So lonely, living on my own

Sometimes I feel I'm always walking to fast And everything is coming down on me down on me I go crazy Oh so crazy, living on my own

De doh day day , de doh day day, I don't have no time for no monkey business De doh day day , de doh day day I get so lonely lonely lonely lonely yeah, Got to be some good time ahead.

Sometimes I feel nobody gives me no warning Find my head is always up in the clouds in a dream world It's not easy, living on my own

De doh day day , de doh day day, I don't have no time for no monkey business De doh day day , de doh day day I get so lonely lonely lonely lonely yeah, Got to be some good time ahead.

De doh day day , de doh day day, I don't have no time for no monkey business De doh day day , de doh day day I get so lonely lonely lonely lonely yeah, Got to be some good time ahead. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 133 Long as I can see the Light Höfundur lags: John Fogherty Höfundur texta: John Fogherty Flytjandi: Creedence Clearwater Revival

Put a candle in the window Cause I feel I've got to move Though I'm goin', goin' I'll be comin' home soon Long as I can see the light

Pack my bag and let's get moving Cause I'm bound to drift a while When I'm gone, gone you don't have to worry Long as I can see the light

Sóló = Vers

Guess I've got that old travelin' bone Cause this feeling won't leave me alone But I won't, won't be losing my way Long as I can see the light

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! O Yeah!

Put a candle in the window Cause I feel I've got to move Though I'm goin', goin' I'll be comin' home soon Long as I can see the light

Long as I can see the light Long as I can see the light Long as I can see the light Long as I can see the light Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 134 Losing My Religion Höfundur lags: Peter Buck Höfundur texta: Michael Stipe Flytjandi: R.E.M.

Oh, life it's bigger, I thought that I heard you laughing It's bigger than you and you are not me I thought that I heard you sing The lengths that I will go to I think I thougth I saw you try the distance in your eyes But that was just a dream, to try cry why try? Oh no I've said too much That was just a dream, I've said it up. just a dream, just a dredream, dream

That's me in the corner that's me in the spotlight losing my religion trying to keep up with you and I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much I haven't said enough I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thougth I saw you. try

Every whisper of every waking hour I'm choosing my confessions trying to keep a eye on you like a hurt lost blinded fool, oh oh no I've said too much I said it up.

Consider this, consider this the hint of century consider this a slip that brougth me to my knees, failed what if all these fantasies come flying around now I´ve said too much I thought that I heard you laughing I thought that I heard you sing I think I thougth I saw you try

That was just a dream, that was just a dream, That's me in the corner, that's me in the spotlight, Losing my religion trying to keep a view, And I don't know if I can do it, Oh no I said to much, I haven't said enough Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 135 Love Will Tear Us Apart Höfundur lags: Bernard Sumner ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Bernard Sumner ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Joy Division

When routine bites hard And ambitions are low And resentment rides high But emotions won't grow And we're changing our ways Taking different roads

And love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again

Why is this bedroom so cold? You turned away on your side Is my timing that flawed? Am I feeling surprised? Yet there's still this appeal That we've kept through our lives

But love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again

You cry out in your sleep All my feelings exposed And there's a taste in my mouth As despiration takes hold Yet, that somehing's so good Just can't function no more.

When Love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again Love, love will tear us apart again. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 136 Love of my life Höfundur lags: Freddie Mercury Höfundur texta: Freddie Mercury Flytjandi: Queen

Love of my life, you've hurt me, You've broken my heart and now you leave me. Love of my life can't you see?

Bring it back, bring it back, Don't take it away from me, because you don't know, what it means to me.

Love of my life, don't leave me, You've taken my love, and now desert me, Love of my life can't you see?

Bring it back, bring it back, Don't take it away from me, because you don't know, what it means to me.

You will remember, when this is blown over And everything's all by the way When I grow older I will be there at your side to remind you how I still love you, still love you.

Hurry back, hurry back, Don't take it away from me, because you don't know what it means to me Love of my life Love of my life... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 137 Love song Höfundur lags: Cure Höfundur texta: Cure Flytjandi: Adele ásamt fleirum.

Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am home again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am whole again

Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am young again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am fun again

However far away I will always love you However long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you

Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am free again Whenever I'm alone with you You make me feel like I am clean again

However far away I will always love you However long I stay I will always love you Whatever words I say I will always love you I will always love you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 138 Madness Höfundur lags: Muse Höfundur texta: Muse Flytjandi: Muse

I can't get these memories out of my mind And some kind of madness has started to evolve

I tried so hard to let you go But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah

I have finally seen the light And I have finally realised what you mean

And now I need to know this is real love Or is it just madness keeping us afloat?

And when I look back at all the crazy fights we had It's like some kind of madness was taking control, yeah

And now I have finally seen the light And I have finally realized what you need

And now I have finally seen the end And I'm not expecting you to care, no But I have finally seen the light And I have finally realised I need to love I need to love

Come to me Trust in a dream Come on and rescue me Yes I know I can be wrong Maybe I'm too headstrong Our love is... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 139 Man On The Moon Höfundur lags: R.E.M. Höfundur texta: R.E.M. Flytjandi: R.E.M.

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yea Here's a truck stop instead of St. Peter's, Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Andy Kaufman's gone wrestling, Monopoly, 21, checkers, and chess, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Fred Blasy, and the breakfast mess, Now Andy did you hear about this one, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah tell me are you locked in the punch Let's play Twister, let's play Risk, Andy are you goofing on Elvis, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah hey baby, are we loosin' touch I'll see you heaven if you make the list, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon Now Andy did you hear about this one, If you believe there's nothing up their sleeve tell me are you locked in the punch and nothing is cruel Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we loosin' touch

If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up their sleeve and nothing is cruel

Moses went walking with a staff of wood, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Newton got beaned by the apple good, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Charles Darwin had the gall to ask, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Now Andy did you hear about this one, tell me are you locked in the punch Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we havin' fun

If you believe they put a man on the moon, man on the moon If you believe there's nothing up their sleeve and nothing is cruel

Here's a little agit for the never believer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Here's a little ghost for the offering, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 140 Manstu Höfundur lags: Hjálmar Höfundur texta: Þorsteinn Einarsson Flytjandi: Hjálmar

Manstu það, manstu það Þegar að við gengum, út í nóttina Manstu það, manstu það Þegar að við gengum, út í nóttina

Hvað er að, hvað er að ertu ekki lengur sammála

Ég legg það inn á stóra reikninginn

Segðu mér, segðu mér varstu ekki stundum einmana Segðu mér, segðu mér varstu ekki stundum einmana

Ég legg það inn á stóra reikninginn Ég legg það inn á stóra reikninginn

Manstu það, manstu það Já ég man, já ég man Þegar að við gengum út í nóttina Já ég man Þegar að við gengum út í nóttina Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 141 Miss You Höfundur lags: Mick Jagger Höfundur texta: Keith Richards Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

I've been holding out so long I've been stumbling on my feet I've been sleeping all alone Shuffling through the street Lord I miss you Asking people, "What's the matter with you boy?" I've been hanging on the phone Sometimes I want to say to myself I've been sleeping all alone Sometimes I say I want to kiss you, sometimes Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh Oooh oooh oooh oooh I guess I'm lying to myself Well, I've been haunted in my sleep It's just you and no one else You've been starring in my dreams Lord I won't miss you child Lord I miss you You've been blotting out my mind I've been waiting in the hall Fooling on my time Been waiting on your call No, I won't miss you, baby, yeah When the phone rings Lord, I miss you child

It's just some friends of mine that say, Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah "Hey, what's the matter man? Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah We're gonna come around at twelve Aaah aaah aaah aaah With some Puerto Rican girls that are just Lord, I miss you child dyin' to meet you. We're gonna bring a case of wine Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Hey, let's go mess and fool around Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah You know, like we used to" Aaah aaah aaah aaah Lord, I miss you child Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah ? Aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah aaah Aaah aaah aaah aaah

Oh everybody waits so long Oh baby why you wait so long Won't you come on! Come on! Aaaaahh

I've been walking in Central Park Singing after dark People think I'm crazy Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 142 Moonshadow Höfundur lags: Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam) Höfundur texta: Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam) Flytjandi: Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam)

Yes, I'm being followed by a moonshadow. Moonshadow, moonshadow. Moonshadow, moonshadow. Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow. Moonshadow, moonshadow.

And if I ever lose my hands, Lose my plow, lose my land. Oh, if I ever lose my hands Oh, ii-i-i i-iii ii ii iif - I won't have to work no more.

And if I ever lose my eyes, If my colors all run dry. Yes, if I ever lose my eyes. Oh, ii-i-i i-iii ii ii iif - I won't have to cry no more.

Yes, I'm being followed by a moonshadow. Moonshadow, moonshadow. Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow. Moonshadow, moonshadow.

And if I ever lose my legs, I won't moan, and I won't beg. Oh, if I ever lose my legs. Oh, ii-i-i i-iii ii ii iif - I won't have to walk no more.

And if I ever lose my mouth, All my teeth north and south. Yes, if I ever lose my mouth. Oh, ii-i-i i-iii ii ii iif - I won't have to talk-

Did it take long to find me? I asked the faithful light. Oh, did it take long to find me? And, are you gonna stay the night?

I'm being followed by a moonshadow. Moonshadow, moonshadow. Leaping and hopping on a moonshadow. Moonshadow, moonshadow.

Moonshadow, moonshadow. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 143 More Than Words Höfundur lags: Nuno Bettencourt Höfundur texta: Gary Cherone Flytjandi: Extreme

Saying I love you is not the words I want to hear from you It's not that I want you not to say but if you only knew Ho-ow ea-sy it whould be to show me how you feel more than words is all you have to do to make it real then you wouldn't have to say that you love me 'cos I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two more than words to show you feel that your love for me is real what would you say if I took whose words away? then you couldn't make things new just by saying that I love you La, ri, dye, la, ri, rye, ri, rye, rye, rye, More than words La, ri, dye, la, ri, rye

Now, there I've tried to talk to you and make you understand All you have to do is close your eyes And just reach out your hands and touch me Hold me close don't ever let me go More than words is all I ever needed you to show then you wouldn't have to say that you love me 'cos I'd already know

What would you do if my heart was torn in two more than words to show you feel that your love for me is real what would you say if I took whose words away? then you couldn't make things new just by saying that I love you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 144 Morning Has Broken Höfundur lags: Rick Wakeman Höfundur texta: Eleanor Farjeon Flytjandi: Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam)

Morning has broken, like the first morning Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for the springing fresh from the world

Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlit from heaven Like the first dewfall, on the first grass Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden Sprung in completeness where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning Born of the one light, eden saw play Praise with elation, praise every morning God's recreation of the new day

Morning has broken, like the first morning Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird Praise for the singing, praise for the morning Praise for the springing fresh from the world Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 145 Mr Brownstone Höfundur lags: Izzy Stradlin Höfundur texta: Izzy Stradlin Flytjandi: Guns N' Roses

I get up around seven We've been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone I get outta bed around nine He's been knockin', And I don't worry about nothin' he won't leave me alone, no, no, no no, because worryin's a waste of my time He won't leave me alone

The show usually starts around seven, Stuck it in the middle and I shot it in the middle and it we go on stage around nine it drove me out of my mind Get on the bus about eleven, I should have known better; said I wish I never met her sippin' a drink and feelin' fine said I - I leave it all behind

We've been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone (Yowsa!) He's been knockin', he won't leave me alone, no, no, no He won't leave me alone

I used to do a little but the little wouldn't do it, so the little got more and more I just keep tryin' to get a little better said, a little better than before

We've been dancin' with Mr. Brownstone He's been knockin', he won't leave me alone, no, no, no He won't leave me alone

Now I get up around whenever I used to get up on time But, that old man he's a real motherfucker gonna kick him on down the line

I used to do a little but the little wouldn't do it, so the little got more and more I just keep tryin' to get a little better said, a little better than before

I used to do a little but the little wouldn't do it, so the little got more and more I just keep tryin' to get a little better said, a little better than before Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 146 Mr. Blue Sky Höfundur lags: Jeff Lynne Höfundur texta: Jeff Lynne Flytjandi: Electric Light Orchestra - ELO

Sun is shinin' in the sky, There ain't a cloud in sight Mr. Blue Sky, please tell us why, It's stopped rainin' You had to hide away Everybody's in a play For so long where did we go wrong. And don't you know Hey there Mr. Blue It's a beautiful new day, hey hey We're so pleased to be with you Look around see what you do, Runnin' down the avenue, Everybody smiles at you See how the sun shines brightly In the city on the streets Where once was pity, Mr. Blue Sky is living here today.

Mr. Blue Sky, please tell us why, You had to hide away For so long where did we go wrong. Mr. Blue Sky, please tell us why, You had to hide away For so long where did we go wrong.

Hey you with the pretty face, Welcome to the hum an race A celebration Mr. Blue Sky's Up there waitin' and today Is the day we've waited for

Mr. Blue Sky, please tell us why, You had to hide away For so long where did we go wrong.

Hey there Mr. Blue We're so pleased to be with you Look around see what you do, Everybody smiles at you. Hey there Mr. Blue We're so pleased to be with you Look around see what you do, Everybody smiles at you.

Mr. Blue you did it right, But soon comes Mis - ter Night, Creepin' over, now his Hand is on your shoulder, Never mind I'll remember you this I'll remember you this way. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 147 Mr. Brightside Höfundur lags: Dave Keuning ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Dave Keuning ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: The Killers

Capó á 1. bandi Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just But its just the price I pay, fine. Gotta gotta be down because I want it all Destiny is calling me. Open up my eager eyes.... It Started off with a kiss, how'd it end up like 'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside! this? It was only a kiss (It was only a kiss) I never Now I'm falling a sleep and she's calling a I never cab. While he's having a smoke and she's taking a drag.I never I never Now she's going to bed and my stomach is sick and its all in my head, but she's touching his-

Chest now, He takes off her dress now- Let me Go.. I just can't look its killing me and Taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Swimming through sick lullabies Choking on your alibis But its just the price I pay, Destiny is calling me. Open up my eager eyes.... 'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside!

Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine. Gotta gotta be down because I want it all

It Started off with a kiss, how'd it end up like this? It was only a kiss (It was only a kiss)

Now I'm falling a sleep and she's calling a cab. While he's having a smoke and she's taking a drag.

Now she's going to bed and my stomach is sick and its all in my head, but she's touching his-

Chest now, He takes off her dress now- Let me Go.. I just can't look its killing me and Taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 148 Mr. Jones Höfundur lags: Adam Duritz Höfundur texta: David Bryson Flytjandi: Counting Crows sha la la la la la la uh huh... When everybody loves me, I was down at the New Amsterdam I will never be lonely staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation I will never be lonely with this black-haired flamenco dancer I will never be lonely I want to be a lion She dances while his father plays guitar. Everybody wants to pass as cats She's suddenly beautiful We all want to be big big stars, We all want something beautiful but we got different reasons for that. I wish I was beautiful Believe in me because I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone So come dance this silence to believe, to believe, to believe. down through the morning sha la la la la la la la yeah uh huh... Mr. Jones and me stumbling through the barrio Cut up, Maria! Yeah we stare at the beautiful women Show me some of them Spanish dances "She's perfect for you, Man, Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones there's got to be somebody for me." Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be Bob Dylan (cause) I want to be someone who believes Mr. Jones wishes he was someone just a little more funky Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales When everybody loves you, son, Stare at the beautiful women that's just about as funky as you can be. "She's looking at you. Ah, no, no, she's looking at me." Mr. Jones and me staring at the video Smiling in the bright lights When I look at the television, Coming through in stereo I want to see me staring right back at me. When everybody loves you, We all want to be big stars, you can never be lonely but we don't know why, and we don't know how. But when everybody loves me, I will paint my picture I'm going to be just about as happy as I can be. Paint myself in blue Mr. Jones and me, we're gonna be big stars..... and red and black and gray All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful (you know) Gray is my favorite color I felt so symbolic yesterday If I knew Picasso I would buy myself a gray guitar and play

Mr. Jones and me look into the future Stare at the beautiful women "She's looking at you. Uh, I don't think so. She's looking at me." Standing in the spotlight I bought myself a gray guitar Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 149 My Way Höfundur lags: Claude Francois Höfundur texta: Paul Anka Flytjandi: Frank Sinatra

And now, the end is near and so I face the final curtain. My friend, I'll say it clear I'll state my case of which I'm certain. I've lived a life that's full, I travelled each and every highway And more, much more than this, I did it my way.

Regrets, I've had a few, but then again too few to mention. I did what I had to do and saw it through, without exemption. I planned each charted course each careful step, along the byway And more, much more than this, I did it my way.

Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew, When I bit off more than I could chew But through it all, when there was doubt I ate it up, and spit it out, I faced it all, and I stood tall, And did it my way.

I've loved, I've laughed and cried, I've had my fill, my share of losing. And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing. To think, I did all that, and may I say, "Not in a shy way", Oh no no, oh no not me, I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got, If not himself, then he has not, To say the things, he truly feels, And not the words of one who kneels. The record shows, I took the blows, And did it my way. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 150 Mykonos Höfundur lags: Fleet Foxes Höfundur texta: Fleet Foxes Flytjandi: Fleet Foxes

Capo á 2.bandi When I'm walking brother don't you forget ooOOooOOooOOooh, ooOOooh, ooh It ain't often you'll ever find a friend ooOOooOOooOOooh, ooOOooh, ooh You go The door slammed loud and rose up Wherever you go today a cloud of dust on up. You go today Footsteps follow down to the hollow sound torn up You go Wherever you go today And you would go to Mykonos You go today With a vision of the channel coast And a sun to maybe dissipate You go Shadows of the mess you made Wherever you go today You go today ... ooOOooOOooOOooh, ooOOooh, ooh ooOOooOOooOOooh, ooOOooh, ooh

How did any holes in the snow tipped pines, I find Hatching from the seed of your thin mind, all night?

And you would go to Mykonos With a vision of the channel coast And a sun to maybe dissipate Shadows of the mess you made

ooOOooOOooOOooh, ooOOooh, ooh ooOOooOOooOOooh, ooOOooh, ooh

Brother you don't need to turn me away I was waiting down at the ancient gates

You go Wherever you go today You go today

I remember how it took you down As the winter turned the meadow around

You go Wherever you go today You go today Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 151 New Year's Day Höfundur lags: Bono Höfundur texta: Bono Flytjandi: U2

All is quiet on New Year's Day A world in white, gets underway I want to be with you, be with you night and day Nothing changes on New Year's Day On New Year's Day

I will be with you again I will be with you again

Under a blood red sky A crowd has gathered black and white Arms entwined, the chosen few Newspaper say, says, say it's true, it's true And we can break through Though torn in two, we can be one

I, I will begin again I, I will begin again, yeah

I, I will begin again I, I will begin again, yeah Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 152 Newborn Höfundur lags: Matthew Bellamy Höfundur texta: Matthew Bellamy Flytjandi: Muse

Link it to the world Link it to yourself Stretching like a birth squeeze Destroy the spineless The love for what you hide Show Me it's real The bitterness inside waiting for our last chance is growing like the newborn To come away When you've seen, seen just break the silence Too much 'Couse I'm drifting away Too young, young away from you Soulless everywhere

Rosa riff:

Hopeless time to roam The distance to your home Fades away to nowhere How much are you worth you can't come down to earth you're swelling, now you're unstoppable 'couse you've seen, seen too much too young, young soulless is everywhere

Destroy the spineless Show Me it's real waiting for our last chance To come away just break the silence 'Couse I'm drifting away away from you

Link it to the world Link it to yourself Stretching like a birth squeeze The love for what you hide The bitterness inside is growing like the newborn When you've seen, seen Too much Too young, young Soulless everywhere Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 153 No Rain Höfundur lags: Blind Melon Höfundur texta: Blind Melon Flytjandi: Blind Melon oooo...... oh All I can say is that my life is pretty plain. I like watchin' the puddles gather rain. And all I can do is just pour some tea for two, And speak my point of view but it's not sane, it's not sane.

I just want someone to say to me, oooh "I'll always be there when you wake." You know, I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today. So stay with me and I'll have it made.

And I don't understand why I sleep all day. And I start to complain that there's no rain. And all I can do is read a book to stay awake. It rips my life away, but its a great escape... escape... escape... escape...

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain. You don't like my point of view. You think that I'm insane. It's not sane... It's not sane.

I just want someone to say to me, oooh "I'll always be there when you wake." You know, I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today. So stay with me and I'll have it made. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 154 Nothing Compares to You Höfundur lags: Prince Höfundur texta: Prince Flytjandi: Sinéad OConnor

It's been seven hours and fifteen days Since you took your love away I go out every night and sleep all day Since you took your love away

Since you've been gone I can do whatever I want I can see whomever I choose I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant But nothing, I said nothing can take away these blues

'Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you

It's been so lonely without you here I'm like a bird without a song Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling Tell me baby, where did I go wrong?

I could put my arms around every boy I see But they'd only remind me of you I went to the doctor and guess what he told me, Guess what he told me He said, girl you'd better try to have fun No matter what you do, but he's a fool

'Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you

All the flowers that you planted, mamma, in the backyard All died when you went away I know that living with you baby was sometimes hard But I'm willing to give it another try

Nothing compares, nothing compares to you Nothing compares, nothing compares to you Nothing compares, nothing compares to you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 155 Nothing Else Matters Höfundur lags: James Hetfield Höfundur texta: Lars Ulrich Flytjandi: Metallica

So close no matter how far couldn't be much more from the heart couldn't be much more from the heart forever, trusting who we are forever, trusting who we are And nothing else matters And nothing else matters

I never opened myself this way Life is ours we live it our way all these words I just don't say And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you Everyday for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do Never cared for what the know But I know

So close no matter how far couldn't be much more from the heart forever, trusting who we are And nothing else matters

Never cared for what they do Never cared for what the know But I know

I never opened myself this way Life is ours we live it our way all these words I just don't say And nothing else matters

Trust I seek and I find in you Everyday for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters never cared for what they say never cared for games they play never cared for what they do never cared for what they know and I know

So close no matter how far Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 156 Nothingman Höfundur lags: Jeff Ament ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Jeff Ament ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Pearl Jam

Once divided... nothing left to subtract, Some words when spoken... can’t be taken back, Walks on his own...with thoughts he can’t help thinking, Future’s above...but in the past he’s slow and sinking, Caught a bolt of lightning, Cursed the day he let it go...

Nothingman... Nothingman Isn’t it something? Nothingman

She once believed...in every story he had to tell, One day she stiffened... took the other side, Empty stares...from each corner of a shared prison cell, One just escapes...one’s left inside the well, And he who forgets, will be destined to remember ...oh...oh...oh...

Nothingman... Nothingman Isn’t it something? Nothingman

Oh, she don’t want him Oh, she won’t feed him, after he’s flown away Oh, into the sun... ah, into the sun... Burn, burn, burn, burn

Nothingman... Nothingman Isn’t it something? Nothingman Nothingman... Nothingman Could've been something Nothingman

Oh...ohh ohh ...ohh ohh ...ohh ohh Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 157 November Rain Höfundur lags: Guns N' Roses Höfundur texta: Axl Rose Flytjandi: Guns N' Roses

When I look into your eyes Cause nothin' lasts forever I can see a love restrained Even cold november rain But darling when I hold you Don't you know I feel the same Cause nothin' last forever And we both know hearts can change And it's hard to hold a candle In the cold november rain

We've been through this such a long, long time Just tryin' to kill the pain, oh yeah But lovers always come and lovers always go And no one's really sure who's lettin' go today Walkin' away If we could take the time to lay it on the line I could rest my head Just knowin' that you were mine All mine

So if you want to love me Then darlin' don't refrain Or I'll just end up walkin' In the cold november rain

Do you need sometime on your own? Do you need sometime all alone? Everybody needs sometime on their own Don't you know you need sometime all alone

I know it's hard to keep and open heart When even friends seem out to harm you But if you could heal a broken heart Wouldn't time be out to charm you

Sometimes I need sometime on my own Sometimes I need sometime all alone Everybody needs sometime on their own Don't you know you need sometime all alone

And when your fears subside And shadows still remains, oh yeah I know that you can love me When there's no one left to blame So never mind the darkness We still can find a way Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 158 Oh Very Young Flytjandi: Cat Stevens

Oh very young What will you leave us this time You’re only dancing on this earth for a short while And though your dreams may toss and turn you now They will vanish away like your daddy’s best jeans Denim blue fading up to the sky And though you want them to last forever You know they never will You know they never will And the patches make the goodbye harder still Oh very young What will you leave us this time There’ll never be a better chance to change your mind And if you want this world to see a better day Will you carry the words of love with you Will you ride the great white bird into heaven And though you want to last forever You know you never will You know you never will And the goodbye makes the journey harder still Oh very young What will you leave us this time You’re only dancing on this earth for a short while Oh very young What will you leave us this time Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 159 Okkar nótt Höfundur lags: Guðmundur Jónsson Höfundur texta: Stefán Hilmarsson Flytjandi: Sálin hans Jóns míns

Það er komið kvöld. Kertið er að klárast, virðist mér. Ég er ennþá hér. Liggðu áfram, losaðu'um, ljúktu aftur augunum. Ekkert liggur á.

Úti er fönnin köld, frostið allt og dimmur desember. Ég er ennþá hér. Húsið sefur, himnaljós varpa bjarm'á blómarós. Ekkert liggur á.

Þett'er okkar nótt og okkar einu líf. Ég vil njóta hverrar mínútu með þér. Ég vil hvísla nafnið þitt og hvíla hér. Sérhvert andartak er eilífð fyrir mér. Útilokum allt.. ...alein.

Það er eins og allt einhvern veginn hefjist hér og nú. Ástæðan ert þú. Legðu hönd í lófa minn, langt í burtu' er dagurinn. Ekkert liggur á.

Þett'er okkar nótt og okkar einu líf. Ég vil njóta hverrar mínútu með þér. Ég vil hvísla nafnið þitt og hvíla hér. Sérhvert andartak er eilífð fyrir mér. Og ég hugsa ekk'um annað eins og er.

Ég vil njóta hverrar mínútu með þér. Ég vil hvísla nafnið þitt og hvíla hér. Sérhvert andartak er eilífð fyrir mér. Útilokum allt.. ...við ein. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 160 Old Man Höfundur lags: Neil Young Höfundur texta: Neil Young Flytjandi: Neil Young

Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were

Old man look at my life Twenty four and there's so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two

Love lost, such a cost, Give me things that don't get lost. Like a coin that won't get tossed Rollin' home to you.

Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Oh, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true.

Lullabies, look in your eyes, Run around the same old town. Doesn't mean that much to me To mean that much to you

I've been first and last Look at how the time goes past. But I'm all alone at last. Rolling home to you.

Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Oh, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true.

Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were Old man look at my life, I'm a lot like you were Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 161 One Höfundur lags: James Hetfield Höfundur texta: Lars Ulrich Flytjandi: Metallica

I can't remember anything Left me with life in hell Can't tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel to scream This terrible silence stops me

Now that the war is through with me I'm waking up, I cannot see That there is not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now

Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please, God, wake me

Back in the womb it's much too real In pumps life that I must feel But can't look forward to reveal Look to the time when I'll live

Fed through the tube that sticks in me Just like a wartime novelty Tied to machines that make me be Cut this life off from me

Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please, God, wake me

Now the world is gone, I'm just one Oh god, help me Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh please, God, help me

Darkness imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell

Landmine has taken my sight Taken my speech Taken my hearing Taken my arms Taken my legs Taken my soul Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 162 One More Cup of Coffee Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

Your Breath is sweet, your eyes are like Two jewels in the sky Your back is straight your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie. But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love. Your loyalty is not me but to the stars above

One more cup of coffee for the road. One more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below.

Your daddy he's an outlaw And a wanderer by trade. He'll teach you how to pick an choose And how to throw the blade. And he oversees his kingdom So no stranger does intrude. His voice it trembles as he calls out For another plate of food

One more cup of coffee for the road. One more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below.

Your sister sees the future Like your momma and yourself. You've never learned to read or write There's no books upon your shelf. And your pleasure know no limits Your voice is like a meadow larks. But your heart is like an ocean Mysterious and dark.

One more cup of coffee for the road. One more cup of coffee for I go, To the valley below. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 163 One Too Many Mornings Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

Down the street the dogs are barking And the day is a-getting dark. As the night comes in a-fallin' The dogs, they'll lose their bark. And the silent night will shatter From the sounds inside my mind And I'm one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind.

From the crossroads of my doorstep, My eyes start to fade. And I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid. And I gaze back to the street the sidewalk and the sign. And I'm one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind.

It's a restless, hungry feeling That don't mean no one no good. When everything I'm saying, You can say it just as good. You are right from your side, And I am right from mine. We're both just one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 164 Orange crush Höfundur lags: R.E.M. Höfundur texta: R.E.M. Flytjandi: R.E.M.

Follow me, don't follow me I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush Collar me, don't collar me I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush We are agents of the free I've had my fun and now its time to Serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me) Coming in fast, over me

Ohhhohhhh

Ohhhohhhh Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 165 Otherside Höfundur lags: Red Hot Chili Peppers Höfundur texta: Red Hot Chili Peppers Flytjandi: Red Hot Chili Peppers

How long how long will I slide How long how long will I slide Seperate my side, I don't Seperate my side, I don't I don't believe it's bad I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever Slit my throat it's all I ever

I heard your voice through a photogragh How long how long will I slide It thought it up it brought up the past Seperate my side, I don't Once you know you can never go back I don't believe it's bad I've got to take it on the otherside Slit my throat it's all I ever

Centuries are what it meant to me A cemetery where I marry the sea Stranger things could never change my mind I've got to take it on the otherside Take it on the otherside Take it on take it on

How long how long will I slide Seperate my side, I don't I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever

Poor my life into a paper cup The ashtray's full and I'm spilling my guts She wants to know am I still a slut I've got to take it on the otherside

Scarlet starlet and she is in my bed A candidate for my soul mate bled Push the trigger and pull the thread I've got to take it on the otherside Take it on the otherside Take it on take it on

How long how long will I slide Seperate my side, I don't I don't believe it's bad Slit my throat it's all I ever

Turn me on take me for a hard ride Burn me out leave me on the otherside I yell and tell it that it's not my friend I tear it down I tear it down And it's born again Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 166 Our house Höfundur lags: Chris Foreman Höfundur texta: Cathal Smyth Flytjandi: Madness

Father wears his Sunday best Our house, in the middle of our Mother's tired she needs a rest, the kids are playing upOur downstairs house, was our castle and our keep Sister's sighing in her sleep Our house, in the middle of our street Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around Our house, that was where we used to sleep Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our

Our house it has a crowd There's always something happening and it's usually quite loud Our mum, she's so house-proud Nothing ever slows her down and a mess is not allowed

Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our (Something tells you that you've got to move away from it)

Father gets up late for work Mother has to iron his shirt then she sends the kids to school Sees them off with a small kiss She's the one they're going to miss in lots of ways

Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our

I remember way back then when everything was true and when We would have such a very good time Such a fine time, such a happy time And I remember how we'd play, simply waste the day away Then we'd say nothing would come between us two dreamers

Father wears his Sunday best Mother's tired she needs a rest, the kids are playing up downstairs Sister's sighing in her sleep Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, in the middle of our street Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 167 Paint it black Höfundur lags: Keith Richards Höfundur texta: Mick Jagger Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors any more I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until the darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With flowers and my love both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a new born baby it just happens every day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and I want it painted black Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the fact It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue I could not forsee this thing happening to you If I look hard enough into the setting sun My love will laugh with me before the morning comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors any more I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until the darkness goes

I want to see your face, painted black, black as night Don't wanna see the sun flying high in the sky I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black Yeah Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 168 Paradise City Höfundur lags: Guns N' Roses Höfundur texta: Guns N' Roses Flytjandi: Guns N' Roses

(Tune guitar 1/2 tone down "Db") So far away, So far away Take me down to the Paradise City So far away, So far away Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home ( take me homeCaptain ) America's been torn apart Now he's a court jester with a broken heart Take me down to the Paradise City He said - Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Turn me around and take me back to the start Oh, won't you please take me home ( take me homeI must ) be losing my mind - "Are you blind?!" I've seen it all a million times

Just an urchin living under the street Take me down to the Paradise City I'm a hard case that's tough to beat Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty I'm your charity case take me home - Yeah Yeah So buy me something to eat I'll pay you at another time Take me down to the Paradise City Take it to the end of the line Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home Rags to riches or so they say You got to - keep pushing for the fortune and fame you knowTake me down to the Paradise City It's all a gamble when it's just a game Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty You treat it like a capital crime take me home - Yeah Yeah Everybody's doing their time Take me down to the Paradise City Take me down to the Paradise City Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home Oh, won't you please take me home - Yeah Yeah Home, Home, Take me down to the Paradise City Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty I want to go Oh, won't you please take me home I want to know Oh, won't you please take me home Strapped in the chair of the city's gas chamber Why I'm here I can't quite remember I want to see The surgeon general says it's hazardous to breathe Oh, look at me I'd have another cigarette but I can't see Oh, won't you please take me home Tell me who you're going to believe Take me down to the Paradise City Take me down to the Paradise City Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty take me home take me home - Yeahh Yeahh Take me down to the Paradise City Take me down to the Paradise City Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home Oh, won't you please take me home Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 169

Take me down Beat me down Oh, won't you please take me home

I want to see Oh, look at me Oh, won't you please take me home

I want to see Boy, I'm going to be mean Oh, oh take me home

Take me down to the Paradise City Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty Oh, won't you please take me home

I want to go I want to know Oh, won't you please take me home Yeah, baby Yeah Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 170 Patience Höfundur lags: Izzy Stradlin Höfundur texta: Izzy Stradlin Flytjandi: Guns N' Roses

( Tune down one note/step to play in original key of BMhh ) yeah

Shed a tear cause I'm missing you I've been walking the streets tonight I'm still alright to smile just trying to get it right Girl I think about you every day now It's hard to see with so many around you know I don't like being stuck in a crowd Was a time when I wasn't sure And the streets don't change but maybe the name But you set my mind at ease I ain't got time for the game There is no doubt, you're in my heart now 'cause I need you Ohh I Need you Sad woman take it slow Woh I need you It will work itself out fine Ohh this time All we need is just a little patience

Sad sugar make it slow and It comes together fine All we need is just a little patience

Sit here on the stairs Cause I'd rather be alone If can't have you right now I'll wait dear

Sometimes I get so tense But I can't speed up the time You know love, there's one more thing to consider

Sad woman take it slow Things will be just fine You and I'll just use a little patience

Sad sugar take the time 'cause the lights are shining bright You and I got what it takes to make it

We won't fake it I'll never break it 'cause I can't take it

A little patience Mhh yeah A little patience Mhh yeah A little patience Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 171 Pennyroyal Tea Höfundur lags: Nirvana Höfundur texta: Kurt Cobain Flytjandi: Nirvana

Im on, my time, with everyone. I have, very, bad posture.

Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty

Give me a Leonard Cohen afterworld So I can sigh eternally

I'm so tired I can't sleep I'm a liar and a thief Sit and drink pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty

I'm on warm milk and laxatives Cherry-flavored antacids

Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea Distill the life that's inside of me Sit and drink Pennyroyal Tea I'm anemic royalty Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 172 People Are Strange Flytjandi: The Doors

People are strange when you're a stranger, Faces look ugly when you're alone. Women seem wicked when you're unwanted, Streets are uneven when you're down. When you're strange Faces come out of the rain. When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange, When you're strange, When you're strange. All right, yeah! People are strange when you're a stranger, Faces look ugly when you're alone. Women seem wicked when you're unwanted, Streets are uneven when you're down. When you're strange Faces come out of the rain. When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange, When you're strange, When you're strange. Alright yeah When you're strange Faces come out of the rain. When you're strange No one remembers your name When you're strange, When you're strange, When you're strange. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 173 Polly Höfundur lags: Kurt Cobain Höfundur texta: Kurt Cobain Flytjandi: Nirvana

Polly wants a cracker I think I should get off her first I think she wants some water To put out the blow torch

Polly wants a cracker Maybe she would like some food She asked me to untie her A chase would be nice for a few

Polly says her back hurts And she's just as bored as me She caught me off my guard It amazes me, the will of instinct

It isn't me - We have some seed Let me clip - Your dirty wings Let me take a ride - Don't hurt yourself I want some help - To please myself I've got some rope - You have been told I promise you - I've been true Let me take a ride - Don't hurt yourself I want some help - To please myself Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 174 Pride (In the name of love) Höfundur lags: Bono Höfundur texta: Bono Flytjandi: U2

One man come in the name of love, One man come and go. One come here to justify, One man to overthrow,

In the name of love, What more in the name of love.

One man crawled on a barbed wire fence, One man he resist. One man washed on an empty beach. One man betrayed with a kiss.

In the name of love, What more in the name of love.

Early morning, April 4. A shot rings out in the Memphis sky. Free at last, they took your life, But they could not take your pride.

In the name of love, What more in the name of love. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 175 Psycho Killer Höfundur lags: Talking Heads Höfundur texta: Talking Heads Flytjandi: Talking Heads

I can't seem to face up to the facts I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax I can't sleep, my beds on fire Don't touch me I'm a real live wire

You start a conversation you can't even finish it You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed Say something once, why say it again

Ce que j'ai fait, ce soir-la, ce qu'elle a dit, ce soir-la Realisant mon espoire, je me glance vers la gloire okay

We are vain and we are blind, I hate people when they're not polite

Psycho Killer, que'est-ce que c'est, fafafafafafafafafafar better Run, run, run, run, run, run away, oh, oh, oh, Psycho Killer, que'est-ce que c'est, fafafafafafafafafafar better Run, run, run, run, run, run away, oh, oh, oh, ay-ay-ay-ay Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 176 Purple Rain Höfundur lags: Prince Höfundur texta: Prince Flytjandi: Prince

I never meant to cause you any sorrow I never meant to cause you any pain I only wanted to one time see you laughing I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain

Purple rain purple rain Purple rain purple rain Purple rain purple rain I only wanted to see you bathing in the purple rain

I never wanted to be your weekend lover I only wanted to be some kind of friend Baby I could never steal you from another It's such a shame our friendship had to end

Purple rain purple rain Purple rain purple rain Purple rain purple rain I only wanted to see you underneath the purple rain

Honey I know I know I know times are changin' It's time we all reach out for somethin' new That's mean you to You say you want a leader But you can't seem to make up your mind I think you better close it And let me guide you to the Purple Rain

Purple rain purple rain Purple rain purple rain Whew if you know what I'm singin' about help me and come on raise your hand Purple Rain Purple Rain I only want to see you, only want to see you In the Purple Rain Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 177 Rabbits Höfundur lags: Björgvin Gíslason ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Ágúst Guðmundsson Flytjandi: Paradís

Fire flyer burning bright while I’m away fire burning in the night Thanks for keeping the rabbits be she happy in the day I’ll come back to stay hey hey now she’ll never have to say: But thanks for keeping the rabbits higher higher rabbit fly while I’m away higher by your sighted night Thanks for keeping the rabbits be me happy in the day I’ll come back today guess I’ll have to say hey hey Thanks for keeping the rabbits while I’m away But thanks for keeping the rabbits Thanks for keeping the rabbits while I’m away I’ll come back to stay hey hey Thanks for keeping the rabbits I’ll come back today Thanks for keeping the rabbits Thanks for keeping the rabbits while I’m away while I’m away Thanks for keeping the rabbits Thanks for keeping the rabbits I’ll come back today I’ll come back to stay hey hey Thanks for keeping the rabbits while I’m away Kelly kissed above the knee, Thanks for keeping the rabbits Kelly kissed beneath the tree I’ll come back to stay hey hey can he keep her company really matters not to me

Fire flyer burning bright fire left me in the night If you take me back to day then I’ll never have to say

But thanks for keeping the rabbits while I’m away Thanks for keeping the rabbits I’ll come back today Thanks for keeping the rabbits while I’m away Thanks for keeping the rabbits I’ll come back to stay hey hey

Solo:

But thanks for keeping the rabbits while I’m away Thanks for keeping the rabbits I’ll come back today Thanks for keeping the rabbits Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 178 Radio Ga Ga Höfundur lags: Roger Taylor Höfundur texta: Roger Taylor Flytjandi: Queen

I'd sit alone and watch your light My only friend through teenage nights And everything I had to know I heard it on my radio Radio

You gave them all those old time stars Through wars of worlds - invaded by Mars You made 'em laugh - you made 'em cry You made us feel like we could fly

So don't become some background noise A backdrop for the girls and boys Who just don't know or just don't care And just complain when you're not there You had your time, you had the power You've yet to have your finest hour Radio

All we hear is Radio ga ga Radio goo goo, Radio ga ga All we hear is Radio ga ga Radio blah blah Radio what's new? Radio, someone still loves you! Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 179 Rape Me Höfundur lags: Kurt Cobain Höfundur texta: Kurt Cobain Flytjandi: Nirvana

Guitar tuned down a 1/2 tone to Eb to get key *Gítarinn er stilltur niður um hálftón til að fá sömu tóntegund og á plötunni

Rape me Rape me my friend Rape me Rape me again

I am not the only one aaahhhhaaa I am not the only one aaahhhhaaa I am not the only one aaahhhhaaa I am not the only one

Rape me Do it and do it again Waste me Rape me again

My favorite inside source I'll kiss your open sores appreciate your concern you'll always stink and burn

Rape me Rape me my friend Rape me Rape me again

I am not the only one aaahhhhaaa I am not the only one aaahhhhaaa I am not the only one aaahhhhaaa I am not the only one

Rape me, Rape me, Rape me, Rape me Rape me, Rape me, Rape me, Rape me Rape me, Rape me, Rape me, Rape me Rape me, Rape me, Rape me, Rape me

Rape me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 180 Rebel Yell Höfundur lags: Billy Idol ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Billy Idol ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Billy Idol

Guitar riff intro: she want more More, more, more, more, more. Oh yeah little angel she want more Last night a little dancer came dancin to my door More, more, more, more, more. Last night a little angel came pumpin cross my floor She said "Come on baby I got a license for love guitar riff in brake down And if it expires pray help from above

In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more In the midnight hour babe more, more, more With a rebel yell more, more, more, more, more, more.

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed What set you free and brought you to be me babe What set you free I need you hear by me. Because.

In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more In the midnight hour babe more, more, more With a rebel yell more, more, more.

He lives in his own heaven Collects it to go from the seven eleven Well he's out all night to collect a fare Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair.

I walked the ward with you, babe A thousand miles with you I dried your tears of pain, babe A million times for you

I'd sell my soul for you babe For money to burn with you I'd give you all, and have none, babe Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me. Because.

In the midnight hour she cried more, more, more With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more In the midnight hour babe more, more, more With a rebel yell more, more, more.

Oh yeah little baby Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 181 Reflections Of My Life Höfundur lags: Junior Campbell Höfundur texta: Dean Ford Flytjandi: Marmalade

The changing of sunlight to moonlight Reflections of my life oh, how they fill my eyes The greetings of people in trouble Reflections of my life, oh, how they fill my mind

All my sorrows, sad tomorrows take me back to my own home all my cryings (all my cryings) feel i'm dying, dying take me back to my own home (oh i'm going home)

I'm changing, arranging, i'm changing i'm changing everything ah, everything around me the world is a bad place, a bad place a terrible place to live oh, but i don't wanna die

All my sorrows, sad tomorrows take me back to my own home all my cryings (all my cryings) feel i'm dying, dying take me back to my own home (oh i'm going home)

All my sorrows, sad tomorrows take me back to my own home all my cryings (all my cryings) feel i'm dying, dying take me back to my own home (oh i'm going home) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 182 Respect Flytjandi: Aretha Franklin

Capó á 3. bandi A little respect (Just a little bit) (for original key of C) I get tired (Just a little bit) Keep on trying (Just a little bit) (Ooh) What you want? When you come home (Re, re, re ,re Re, re, re ,re ). . . (Ooh) Baby, I got (Ooh) What you need? (Ooh) Do you know I've got it? (Ooh) All I'm asking (Ooh) Is for a little respect when you come home (Just a little bit) Hey baby (Just a little bit) when you get home (Just a little bit) mister (Just a little bit)

I ain't gonna do you wrong while you're gone Ain't gonna do you wrong (Ooh) 'cause I don't want to (Ooh) (Ooh) All I'm asking (Ooh) Is for a little respect when you come home (Just a little bit) Hey baby (Just a little bit) when you get home (Just a little bit) mister (Just a little bit)

I'm about to give you all of my money And all I'm asking in return, honey Is to give me my profits When you get home (Just a, just a, just a, just a) Yeah baby (Just a, just a, just a, just a) When you get home (Just a little bit) Yeah (Just a little bit)

Ooh, your kisses (Ooh) Sweeter than honey (Ooh) And guess what (Ooh) So is my money (Ooh) All I want you to do (Ooh) for me Is give it to me when you get home (Re, re, re ,re) Yeah baby (Re, re, re ,re) Whip it to me (Respect, just a little bit) When you get home, now (Just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T Find out what it means to me R-E-S-P-E-C-T Take care, TCB

Oh (Sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me) Whoa, babe (Just a little bit) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 183 Rocket Man Höfundur lags: Elton John Höfundur texta: Bernie Taupin Flytjandi: Elton John

Capo on 3rd. fret (for original key in G-minor) And I think it's gonna be a long long time And I think it's gonna be a long long time She packed my bags last night - pre-flight And I think it's gonna be a long long time Zero hour, nine A.M. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife It's lonely out in space On such a timeless flight

And I think it's gonna be a long long time Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man Rocket man, burnin' out his up fuse here alone

Mars ain't the kinda place to raise your kids In fact it's cold as hell And there's no one there to raise them if you did And all this science, I don't understand It's just my job five days a-week Rocket man - - - rocket man

And I think it's gonna be a long long time Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find I'm not the man they think I am at home Oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man Rocket man, burnin' out his fuse up here alone

And I think it's gonna be a long long time And I think it's gonna be a long long time And I think it's gonna be a long long time And I think it's gonna be a long long time And I think it's gonna be a long long time Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 184 Rockin' all over the world Höfundur lags: John Fogherty Höfundur texta: John Fogherty Flytjandi: Status Quo

Oh here we are and here we are and here we go All aboard and were hittin the road Here we go Rockin all over the world

Well gidy up gidy up and get away Were goin crazy and were goin today Here we go Rockin all over the world

And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it I li-li-li-like it, li-li-li-like it Here we go Rockin all over the world

Im gonna tell your mama what you're gonna do So come on out with your dancing shoes Here we go Rockin all over the world

And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it I li-li-li-like it, li-li-li-like it Here we go Rockin all over the world

And I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it I li-li-li-like it, li-li-li-like it Here we go Rockin all over the world Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 185 Rockin' in a free world Höfundur lags: Neil Young Höfundur texta: Neil Young Flytjandi: Neil Young

Colours on the street Red white and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes

But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan but I'm to them So I try to forget it any way I can

Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world

I see a girl in the night With a baby in her hand Under an old street light Near a garbage can

Now she puts the kid away and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life and what she's done to it That's one more kid that will never go to school Never get to fall in love never get to be cool

Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world

We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder gentler machine gun hand

We got department stores and toilet paper Got styrophone boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn got roads to drive

Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 186 Roxanne Höfundur lags: Sting Höfundur texta: Sting Flytjandi: Police

Roxanne, Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne Those days are over (Put on the red light) You don't have to sell your body to the night Roxanne Roxanne, (Put on the red light) you don't have to wear that dress tonight Roxanne Walk the streets for money (Put on the red light) You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light)

I loved you since I knew ya I wouldn't talk down to ya I have to tell you just how I feel I won't share you with another boy I know my mind is made up So put away your make up Told you once I won't tell you again it's a bad way

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) Roxanne (Put on the red light) oh

Roxanne, you don't have to put on the red light Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 187 Ruby Tuesday Höfundur lags: Keith Richards Höfundur texta: Mick Jagger Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

She would never say where she came from Yesterday don’t matter if it’s gone While the sun is bright or in the darkest night No one knows, she comes and goes

Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you When you change with every new day Still I’m gonna miss you

Don’t question why she needs to be so free She’ll tell you it’s the only way to be She just can’t be chained to a life where nothing’s gained And nothing’s lost, at such a cost

Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you When you change with every new day Still I’m gonna miss you

There’s no time to lose I heard her say Cash your dreams before they slip away Dying all the time, lose your dreams and you will lose your mind. Aint life unkind

Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you When you change with every new day Still I’m gonna miss you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 188 Run Höfundur lags: Snow Patrol Höfundur texta: Snow Patrol Flytjandi: Snow Patrol

I'll sing it one last time for you Light up, light up Then we really have to go As if you have a choice You've been the only thing that's right Even if you cannot hear my voice In all I've done. I'l be right beside you dear.... And I can barely look at you But every single time I do I know we'll make it anywhere Away from here.

Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear.

Louder, louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to say.

To think I might not see those eyes Makes it so hard not to cry And as we say our long goodbyes I nearly do.

Light up, light up As if you have a choice Even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you dear.

Louder, louder And we'll run for our lives I can hardly speak I understand Why you can't raise your voice to say.

Slower, slower We don't have time for that All I want's to find an easier way To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear We're bound to be afraid Even if it's just for a few days Making up for all this mess. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 189 Run to the Hills Höfundur lags: Steve Harris Höfundur texta: Steve Harris Flytjandi: iron maiden

White man came across the sea He brought us pain and misery He killed our tribes, he killed our creed He took our game for his own need

We fought him hard we fought him well Out on the plains we gave him hell But many came too much for Cree Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom a stab in the back Women and children and cowards attack

Run to the hills run for your lives Run to the hills run for your lives

Soldier blue on the barren wastes Hunting and killing their game Raping the women and wasting the men The only good Indians are tame Selling them whisky and taking their gold Enslaving the young and destroying the old

Run to the hills run for your lives Run to the hills run for your lives

Run to the hills run for your lives Run to the hills run for your lives Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 190 Satisfaction Höfundur lags: Mick Jagger ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Mick Jagger ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

I can't get no satisfaction Hey, hey, hey I can't get no satisfaction that's what I say 'cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can't get no, I can't get no, I can't get no I can't get no No satisfaction When I'm drivin' in my car No satisfaction And that man comes on the radio He's tellin' me more and more About some useless information Supposed to fire my imagination I can't get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction I can't get no satisfaction 'cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm watchin' my TV And that man comes on to tell me How white my shirts can be But he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke The same cigarrettes as me I can't get no, oh, no, no, no Hey, hey, hey that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction I can't get no girly action 'cause I try and I try and I try and I try I can't get no, I can't get no

When I'm ridin' round the world And I'm doin' this and I'm signing that And I'm tryin' to make some girl Who tells me baby better come back later next week 'cause you see i'm on losing streak I can't get no, oh, no, no, no Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 191 Save Tonight Höfundur lags: Eagle Eye Cherry Höfundur texta: Eagle Eye Cherry Flytjandi: Eagle Eye Cherry

Capo on 5th. fret ( original in A minor key ) Tomorrow I'll be gone

Doo dn doo doo Tomorrow comes to take me away Doo dn doo doo I wish that I, that I could stay Doo dn doo doo Girl you know I've got to go, oh Doo dn doo doo And Lord I wish it wasn't so

Go on and close the curtains Save tonight 'Cause all we need is candlelight And fight the break of dawn You and me and a bottle of wine Come tomorrow Gonna hold you tonight ahhh ha Tomorrow I'll be gone

Well we know I'm going away Save tonight And how I wish, I wish it weren't so And fight the break of dawn So take this wine and drink with me Come tomorrow Let's delay our misery Tomorrow I'll be gone

Save tonight Save tonight And fight the break of dawn And fight the break of dawn Come tomorrow Come tomorrow Tomorrow I'll be gone Tomorrow I'll be gone

Save tonight Tomorrow I'll be gone And fight the break of dawn Tomorrow I'll be gone Come tomorrow Tomorrow I'll be gone Tomorrow I'll be gone Tomorrow I'll be gone

There's a log on the fire And it burns like me for you Tomorrow comes with one desire To take me away, oh it's true

It ain't easy to say goodbye Darling please don't start to cry 'Cause girl you know I've got to go, oh And Lord I wish it wasn't so

Save tonight And fight the break of dawn Come tomorrow Tomorrow I'll be gone

Save tonight And fight the break of dawn Come tomorrow Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 192 Say It Ain't So Höfundur lags: Rivers Cuomo Höfundur texta: Rivers Cuomo Flytjandi: Weezer

Somebody's Heine' is crowdin' my icebox Somebody's cold one is givin' me chills Guess I'll just close my eyes Oh yeah O Right Feels good inside

Flip on the tele' , Wrestle with Jimmy Something is bubbling Behind my back The bottle is ready to blow

Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a lifetaker

I can't confront you , I never could do That which might hurt you, So try and be cool

When I say This way is a waterslide away from me that takes you further every day, hey, So be cool

Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a lifetaker

Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence. You've cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear. This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings. Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.

Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a lifetaker Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 193 Seasons in the sun Höfundur lags: Jacques Brel Höfundur texta: Terry Jacks Flytjandi: Terry Jacks

Good bye to you my trusted friend, we`ve known each other since we were nine or ten; We had joy, we had fun, together we climbed hills and trees, we had seasons in the sun, learned of love A B C; but the stars we could reach skinned our hearts and skinned our knees. were just starfish on the beach.

Good bye my friend, it's hard to die We had joy we had fun when all the birds are singing in the sky we had seasons in the sun, now that the spring is in the air but the wine and the song pretty girls are every where, like the seasons have all gone. think of me and I`ll be there All our lives we had fun We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun we had seasons in the sun, but the hills that we climbed but the hills that we climb were just seasons out of time. were just seasons out of time.

Goodbye papa please pray for me, I was the blacksheep of the family,' you tried to teach me right from wrong, too much wine and too much song, wonder how I got along.

Goodbye papa it`s hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, now that the spring is in the air, little children everywhere, when you see them I'll be there.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun, but the wine and the song like the seasons have all gone.

Goodbye Michelle my little one, you gave me love and helped me find the sun, and every time that I was down, you would always come around and get my feet back on the ground.

Goodbye Michelle it's hard to die, when all the birds are singing in the sky, now that the spring is in the air, little children everywhere, when you see them I'll be there. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 194 Sex on fire Höfundur lags: Kings of Leon Höfundur texta: Kings of Leon Flytjandi: Kings of Leon

Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound. I know they're watching, they're watching. All the commotion, the killing of pain, has people talking, talking.

You! Your sex is on fire!

The dark of the alley, the break of the day, ahead while I'm driving, I'm driving. Soft lips are open, them knuckles are pale, Feels like you're dying, you're dying.

You! Your sex is on fire And so were the words to transpire

Hot as a fever, rattling bones. I could just taste it, taste it But it's not forever, but it's just tonight Oh we're still the greatest! The greatest! The greatest!

You! Your sex is on fire You! Your sex is on fire And so were the words to transpire

And You! Your sex is on fire And so were the words to transpire Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 195 Shiny happy people Höfundur lags: R.E.M. Höfundur texta: R.E.M. Flytjandi: R.E.M.

Shiny happy people laughing.

Meet me in the crowd. People, people. Throw your love around. Love me, love me. Take it into town. Happy, happy. Put it in the ground where the flowers grow. Gold and silver shine.

Shiny happy people holding hands. Shiny happy people holding hands. Shiny happy people laughing.

Everyone around. Love them, love them. Put it in your hands. Take it, take it. There's no time to cry. Happy, happy. Put it in your heart where tomorrow shines. Gold and silver shine.

Shiny happy people holding hands. Shiny happy people holding hands. Shiny happy people laughing.

(Here we go) Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people laughing Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people holding hands Shiny happy people laughing

People, happy people People, happy people Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 196 Should I stay or should I go Höfundur lags: Paul Simonon ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Joe Strummer Flytjandi: The Clash

Darling you got to let me know Should I cool it or should I blow? Should I stay or should I go? (Yo me enfrio o lo sufro) If you say that you are mine I'll be here 'til the end of time So, you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go now Should I stay or should I go? If I go there will be trouble And if I stay it will be double It's always tease tease tease So come on and let me know You're happy when I'm on my knees Should I stay or should I go One day is fine the next is black So if you want me off your back Well, come on and let me know Should I stay or should I go?

Should I stay or should I go now should I stay or should I go now If I go there will be trouble And if I stay it will be double So come on and let me know

This indecisions bugging me (Esta indecisión me molesta) If you dont want me set me free (Si no me quieres librame) Exactly whom I supposed to be? (Dime que tengo que ser) Don't you know which clothes even fit me (No sabes que ropa me queda) Come on and let me know (Me tienes que decir) Should I cool it or should I blow (Me debo ir o quedarme)

Split!

Should I stay or should I go now (Yo me enfrio o lo sufro) should I stay or should I go now (Yo me enfrio o lo sufro) If I go there will be trouble (Si me voy va a haber peligro) And if I stay it will be double (Si me quedo es doble) So come on and let me know (Pero me tienes que decir) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 197 Simple Man Höfundur lags: Ronnie Van Zant Höfundur texta: Ronnie Van Zant Flytjandi: Lynyrd Skynyrd

My momma told me when I was young. Come sit besideme my one and only son. And listenclosely to what I say. And if you do this, it will help you some sunny day.

Take you time, don't live too fast. Troubles will come, and then they'll pass. If you find a woman, you'll find love. But don't forget me my son, there is someone up above.

And be a simple kind of man. Or be something you love and understand. Baby, be a simple. Kind of man Won't you dothis for me son, if you can.

Forget your lust, for the rich man's gold. All that you need, is in your soul. You can do this, if you try. All that I want for you my son, is to be satisfied.

And be a simple kind of man. Or be something you love and understand. Baby, be a simple. Kind of man Won't you do this for me son, if you can.

Oh, don't you worry, you'll find yourself. Follow your heart and nothing else. Do this for me, at least you should try. Cause all I want for you my son, is to be satisfied.

And be a simple kind of man. Or be something you love and understand. Baby, be a simple. Be a simple man. Won't you do this for me son, if you can. Won't you do this for me son, if you can. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 198 Sing Höfundur lags: Travis Höfundur texta: Travis Flytjandi: Travis

Capó á 2. bandi

Baby, you've been goin so crazy Lately, nothing seems to be goin right Solo, why do yo have to be so low? You're so...you've been waiting in the sun too long

But if you sing, sing Sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring, won't mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing

Colder, cryin over your shoulder Hold her, tell her everything's gonna be fine Surely, you've been going to hurry Hurry, 'cos no ones gonna be stopped, now, now, now, now, now

But if you sing, Sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring, won't mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, sing

Baby, there's something goin on today I say, nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', etc.. So now, now, now, now, now

If you sing Sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring won't mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing, Ow baby, sing, sing Sing, sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring won't mean a thing Unless you sing... sing, sing sing. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 199 Smells Like Teen Spirit Höfundur lags: Dave Grohl ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Kurt Cobain Flytjandi: Nirvana

Load up on guns Here we are now Bring your friends Entertain us It's fun to lose And to pretend I feel stupid She's overboard And contagious Myself assured Here we are now I know I know a dirty word Entertain us

Hello, hello, hello, how low A milato Hello, hello, hello, how low An albino Hello, hello, hello, how low A misquito Hello, hello, hello, My libido Yeah

With the lights out Hey It's less dangerous Hey Here we are now And I forget Entertain us just why I taste Oh, yeah, I guess I feel stupid it makes me smile And contagious I found it hard, Here we are now it's hard to find Entertain us Oh well, whatever, nevermind

A milato Hello, hello, hello, how low An albino Hello, hello, hello, how low A misquito Hello, hello, hello, how low My libido Yeah Hello, hello, hello,

Hey With the lights out Hey It's less dangerous I'm worse at what Here we are now I do best Entertain us And for this gift I feel blessed I feel stupid Our little group And contagious has always been Here we are now And always will until the end Entertain us

Hello, hello, hello, how low A milato Hello, hello, hello, how low An albino Hello, hello, hello, how low A misquito Hello, hello, hello, My libido

With the lights out A denial It's less dangerous A denial Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 200

A denial A denial A denial A denial A denial A denial A denial Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 201 So Far Away Höfundur lags: Mark Knopfler Höfundur texta: Mark Knopfler Flytjandi: Dire Straits

Here I am again in this mean old town And you're so far away from me And where are you when the sun go down? You're so far away from me

You're so far away from me So far I just can't see You're so far away from me You're so far away from me, alright

I'm tired of bein' in love and bein' all alone When you're so far away from me I'm tired of makin' out on the telephone 'Cause you're so far away from me

You're so far away from me So far I just can't see You're so far away from me You're so far away from me, alright

And I get so tired when I have to explain When you're so far away from me See you've been in the sun and I've been in the rain And you're so far away from me

You're so far away from me So far I just can't see You're so far away from me You're so far away from me, check it out Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 202 Some might say Höfundur lags: Noel Gallagher Höfundur texta: Noel Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

Some might say that sunshine follows thunder Go and tell it to the man who cannot shine Some might say that we should never ponder On our thoughts today cos they will sway over time

Some might say, we will find a brighter day Some might say, we will find a brighter day

Cos I've been standing at the station, in need of education in the rain You made no preparation for my reputation once again The sink is full of fishes, she's got dirty dishes on the brain It was overflowing gently but it's all elementary my friend

Some might say they don't believe in heaven Go and tell it to the man who lives in hell Some might say you get what you've been given If you don't get yours I won't get mine as well

Cos I've been standing at the station, in need of education in the rain You made no preparation for my reputation once again The sink is full of fishes, cos she's got dirty dishes on the brain And my dog's been itchin', itchin' in the kitchen once again

And some might say, some might say You know that some might say, some might say You know that some might say, some might say You know that some might say, some might say You know that some might say, some might say... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 203 Somebody kill me Höfundur lags: Adam Sandler Höfundur texta: Adam Sandler Flytjandi: Adam Sandler

You don't know how much I need you While you're near me I don't feel blue And when we kissed I know you need me too I can't believe I found a love that's so pure and true

But it all was BULLSHIT It was a god damn joke And when I think I'm healing up I hope you fuck'in choke

I hope that you're glad with what you've done to me I lay in bed all day long feeling melancholy You left me here all alone tears running constantly

Oh somebody kill me please Somebody kill me please I'm on my knees pretty, pretty please Kill me !!!

I want to die Put a bullet in my head Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 204 Somebody to Love Höfundur lags: Freddie Mercury Höfundur texta: Freddie Mercury Flytjandi: Queen

Capó á 1. bandi I just keep losing my beat (you just keep losing and losing) Can I'm ok, I'm alright (he's alright) Any ...... bo...dy Ain't gonna face no defeat Find me I just gotta get out of this prison cell Somebody to love Someday I'm gonna be free Lord!

Oh ,each morning I get up I die a little Find me somebody to love, Can barely stand on my feet find me somebody to love (Take a look at yourself)Take a look in the mirror and Findcry me somebody to love, Lord what you're doing to me find me somebody to love I have to spend all my years in believing you Find me somebody to love, But I just can't get no relief, Lord find me somebody to love Somebody (somebody) ooh somebody (somebody) Find me somebody to love, Can anybody find me find me somebody to love, love, love, love somebody to love? Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love I work hard (he works hard) every day of my life Somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody, I work till I ache my bones somebody find me, somebody find me At the end (at the end of the day) Somebody to love I take home my hard earned pay all on my own I get down (down) on my knees (knees) Can anybody find me And I start to pray (praise the Lord) Till the tears run down from my eyes, Lord somebody to ... Somebody (somebody) ooh somebody (please) ... love ... Can anybody find me somebody to love? Find me somebody to love Find me ..... (He works hard) Everyday I try and I try and I try But everybody wants to put me down They say I'm going crazy They say I got a lot of water in my brain Got no common sense I got nobody left to believe Yeah - yeah yeah yeah ...

- Sóló -

Oh, Lord Somebody (somebody), Somebody (somebody) Can anybody find me somebody to love? (Anybody find me someone to love)

Got no feel, I got no rhythm Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 205 Someday Never Comes Flytjandi: Credence Clearwater Revival

Capo 2 First thing I remember, was asking papa, why; for there were many things I didn't know. And daddy always smiled, and took me by the hand; saying, someday, you'll understand. Well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son, that you better learn it fast, you better learn it young; 'Cause someday never comes. Well, time and tears went by, and I collected dust, for there were many things I didn't know. When daddy went away, he said, try to be a man, and someday you'll understand. Well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son, that you better learn it fast, you better learn it young; 'Cause someday never comes. And then one day in April, I wasn't even there, For there were many things I didn't know. A son was born to me; Mama held his hand, saying, someday, you'll understand. Well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son, that you better learn it fast, you better learn it young; 'Cause someday never comes. someday never comes. Think it was September, the year I went away, for there were many things I didn't know. And I still I see him standing, trying to be a man, I said, someday you'll understand. Well, I'm here to tell you now, each and every mother's son, that you better learn it fast, you better learn it young, 'Cause someday never comes; ooo someday never comes. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 206 Something in the way Höfundur lags: Kurt Cobain Höfundur texta: Kurt Cobain Flytjandi: Nirvana

Underneath the bridge The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals Ive trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling And its O.K. to eat fish cause they dont have any feelings

Something in the way, mmmm...... Something in the way, yeah, mmmm......

The tarp has sprung a leak And the animals Ive trapped Have all become my pets And I'm living off of grass And the drippings from the ceiling And its O.K. to eat fish cause they dont have any feelings

Something in the way, mmmm...... Something in the way, yeah, mmmm......

Something in the way, mmmm...... Something in the way, yeah, mmmm...... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 207 Somewhere only we know Höfundur lags: Tim Rice-Oxley ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Tim Rice-Oxley ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Keane

I walked across an empty land I knew the pathway like the back of my hand I felt the earth beneath my feet Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh, simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and i need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree I felt the branches of it looking at me Is this the place we used to love Is this the place that I've been dreaming of

Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go talk about it somewhere only we know this could be the end of everything

So why don't we go somewhere only we know somewhere only we know

Oh simple thing where have you gone I'm getting old and I need something to rely on So tell me when you're gonna let me in I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

And if you have a minute why don't we go talk about it somewhere only we know this could be the end of everything

So why don't we go somewhere only we know this could be the end of everything so why don't we go somewhere only we know somewhere only we know somewhere only we know Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 208 Songbird Höfundur lags: Liam Gallagher Höfundur texta: Liam Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

Talkin' to the songbird yesterday Flew me to a place not far away She's a little pilot in my mind Singin' songs of love to pass the time

A man can never dream these kind of things 'Specially when she came and spread her wings Whispered in my ear the things I'd like Then she flew away into the night

Gonna write a song so she can sing Give her all the love she gives to me Talk of better days that have yet to come Never felt this love from anyone She's not anyone, she's not anyone, she's not anyone Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 209 Space Oddity Höfundur lags: David Bowie Höfundur texta: David Bowie Flytjandi: David Bowie

Ground control to Major Tom Ground control to Major Tom Take your protein pills and put your helmet on Ground control to Major Tom commencing countdown engines on Check ignition and may God's love be with you

This is ground control to Major Tom you've really made the grade And the papers want to know whose shirt you wear Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare This is Major Tom to ground control I'm stepping through the door And I'm floating in a most peculiar way And the stars look very different today

For here am I sitting in a tin can far above the world Planet earth is blue and there's nothing I can do

Though I'm cross one hundred thousand miles, I'm feeling very still And I think my spaceship knows which way to go Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows

Ground control to Major Tom, your circuits dead there's something wrong

Can you hear me Major Tom? Can you hear me Major Tom? Can you hear me Major Tom?

For here am I sitting in a tin can far above the world Planet earth is blue and there's nothing I can do Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 210 Stand by me Höfundur lags: Noel Gallagher Höfundur texta: Noel Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

Made a meal and threw it up on Sunday, Stand by me, nobody knows, I've, got a lot of things to learn, yeah nobody knows, the way it's gonna be Said I would and I believe in one day, Before my heart starts to burn The way it's gonna be, yeah. maybe I can see, yeah So what's the matter with you, Sing me something new, But don't you know the cold and wind and rain Don't you know the cold and wind and rain don't know,they only seem to come and go away. don't know,they only seem to come and go away. Stand by me, nobody knows Times are hard when things have got no the way it's gonna be meaning, I've found a key upon the floor Stand by me, nobody knows Maybe you and I will not believe in the way it's gonna be the thing we find behind the door. Stand by me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be So what's the matter with you, Stand by me, nobody knows, Sing me something new, yeah nobody knows, the way it's gonna be Don't you know the cold and wind and rain don't know,they only seem to come and go away.

Stand by me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be Stand by me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be Stand by me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be Stand by me, nobody knows, yeah nobody knows, the way it's gonna be

If you're leaving will you take me with you I'm tired of talking on my phone. There is one thing I can never give you, My heart can never be your home.

So what's the matter with you, Sing me something new, Don't you know the cold and wind and rain don't know,they only seem to come and go away.

Stand by me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be Stand by me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be Stand by me, nobody knows the way it's gonna be Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 211 Starlight Höfundur lags: Gunnar Þórðarson Höfundur texta: Shady Owens ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Jet Black Joe ásamt fleirum.

Sail on starlight, forever bright, sail on. Sail on starlight, you are my hopes and my dreams. You are my hopes and my dreams.

If you wished upon a star, now tell me truthfully. Would you wish for, what you want or what you really be. Just take your time and think about my little plea. Am I asking an awful lot, for something that is free.

Ooo oh it could be heaven If someone would open up your eyes

Now’s the time to stand together, don’t you all agree. Theres to much confusion, hate and misary. We can only be equally with trust and harmony. All you need is a little thing to do it naturally.

Ooo oh it could be heaven If someone would open up your eyes

Have not time to say much more, my star is sailing course. If you’d like to come along theres room for many more. Let the star then shine it's way and guide us through the night. Make a land of make belive come true within your sight.

Ooo oh it could be heaven If someone would open up your eyes Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 212 Starman Höfundur lags: David Bowie Höfundur texta: David Bowie Flytjandi: David Bowie

Didn't know what time it was the lights were low-oh-ohla, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. I leaned back on my radio-oh-oh La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul,la, he la, said la, la, la, la, la, la. Then the loud sound did seem to fay-ay-ade Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase-ha-hase That weren't no DJ, that was hazy cosmic jive

There's a starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worth while he told me: "Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie"

I had to phone someone so I picked on you-ooh-ooh Hey, that's far out, so you heard him too-ooh-ooh! Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two Look out your window, I can see his li-i-ght If we can sparkle he may land toni-i-ight Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright

Starman waiting in the sky He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds There's a starman waiting in the sky He's told us not to blow it Cause he knows it's all worth while he told me: "Let the children lose it Let the children use it Let all the children boogie" la, la, la, la, la, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 213 Stay With Me Höfundur lags: Sam Smith ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Sam Smith Flytjandi: Sam Smith

Guess it's true, I'm not good at a one-night stand But I still need love cause I'm just a man These nights never seem to go to plan I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand?

Won't you stay with me? Cause you're all I need This ain't love it's clear to see But darling, stay with me

Why am I so emotional? No it's not a good look, gain some self control And deep down I know this never works But you can lay with me so it doesn't hurt

Oh won't you stay with me? Cause you're all I need This ain't love it's clear to see But darling, stay with me

Oh.... Oh... Oh... Oh...

Won't you stay with me? Cause you're all I need This ain't love it's clear to see But darling, stay with me

Oh won't you stay with me? Cause you're all I need This ain't love it's clear to see But darling, stay with me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 214 Still got The Blues Höfundur lags: Gary Moore Höfundur texta: Gary Moore Flytjandi: Gary Moore

Used to be so easy To give my heart away But I found out the hard way There's a price you have to pay

I found out that love was No friend of mine I should have known Time after time

So long It was so long ago But I've still got the blues for you

Used to be so easy To fall in love again But I found out the hard way It's a road that leads to pain

I found that love was more than just a game You’re playin’ to win But you lose just the same

So many years, since I've seen your face Here in my heart There's an empty space where you used to be

Though the days come and go There is one thing I know I've still got the blues for you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 215 Stir it up Höfundur lags: Bob Marley Höfundur texta: Bob Marley Flytjandi: Bob Marley

Stir it up; little darlin stir it up. come on, baby. Come on and stir it up little darlin, stir it up. o-oh!

Its been a long, long time, yeah! (stir it, stir it, stir it together) Since Igot you on my mind. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) oh-oh! Now you are here (stir it, stir it, stir it together), I said, Its so clear To see what we can do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Just me and you.

Stir it up; little darlin, stir it up. come on, baby. Come on and stir it up little darlin, stir it up. o-oh!

Ill push the wood (stir it, stir it, stir it together), Then I blaze ya fire; Then Ill satisfy your hearts desire. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Said, I stir it every (stir it, stir it, stir it together), Every minute: All you got to do, baby, (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Is keep it in, eh!

Stir it up; little darlin stir it up. come on, baby. Come on and stir it up little darlin, stir it up. o-oh!

Quench me when Im thirsty; Come on and cool me down, baby, when Im hot. (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Your recipe is, - darlin - is so tasty, And you sure can stir your pot, so... (ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)

Stir it up; little darlin stir it up. come on, baby. Come on and stir it up little darlin, stir it up. o-oh! Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 216 Stop Crying Your Heart Out Höfundur lags: Noel Gallagher Höfundur texta: Noel Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

Hold on, hold on, don’t be scared you’ll never change what’s been and gone may your smile, shine on, don’t be scared your destiny may keep you warm

Cause all of the stars are fading away try not to worry you’ll see them some day take what you need and be on your way and stop crying your heart out

Get on, come on, why you scared you’ll never change what’s been and gone

Cause all of the stars are fading away try not to worry you’ll see them some day take what you need and be on your way and stop crying your heart out

Where all of the stars were fading away try not to worry you’ll see them some day take what you need and be on your way and stop crying your heart out stop crying your heart out stop crying your heart out stop crying your heart out Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 217 Story of my life Höfundur lags: Jamie Scott ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Jamie Scott ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: One Direction

Capo 3. fret The story of my life I give her hope (give her hope) I spend her love until she's broke inside (until she's broke inside) Intro The story of my life (the story of, the story of) The story of my life Written in these walls are the stories that I can't explain The story of my life (the story of, the story of) I leave my heart open but it stays right here empty for days The story of my life She told me in the morning she don't feel the same about us in her bones It seems to me that when I die these words will be written on my stone

And I'll be gone gone tonight The ground beneath my feet is open wide The way that I been holdin' on too tight With nothing in between

The story of my life I take her home I drive all night to keep her warm and time Is frozen (the story of, the story of) The story of my life I give her hope I spend her love until she's broke inside The story of my life (the story of, the story of)

Written on these walls are the colors that I can't change Leave my heart open but it stays right here in its cage I know that in the morning now I see us in the light upon a hill Although I am broken, my heart is untamed, still

And I'll be gone, gone tonight The fire beneath my feet is burning bright The way that I been holding on so tight With nothing in between

And I been waiting for this time to come around But baby running after you is like chasing the clouds

The story of my life I take her home I drive all night to keep her warm and time Is frozen Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 218 Street Spirit (Fade out) Höfundur lags: Radiohead Höfundur texta: Thom Yorke Flytjandi: Radiohead

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their, blue hands touching me. All these thing into position all these things we'll on day swallow whole

And fade out again And fade out again

This machine will, will not communicate these thoughts, and the strain I am under, be a world child, form a circle before we all .... go under

And fade out again And fade out again

ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh

Cracked eggs, dead birds scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes. All these things into position, all these things we'll one day swallow whole

And fade out again And fade out again

ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh ohh

Immerse your soul in love Immerse your soul in love Immerse your soul in love Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 219 Stuck in a moment Höfundur lags: Bono Höfundur texta: Bono Flytjandi: U2

I'm not afraid I wasn't jumping....for me it was a fall Of anything in this world It's long way down to nothing at all There's nothing you can throw at me That I haven't already heard You got to get yourself together You've stuck in a moment and now you can't get out if it I'm just trying to find Don't say that later will be better A decent melody now you're stuck in a moment A song the I can sing And you can't get out of it In my own company And if the night runs over I never thought you were a fool And if the day won't last But darling, look at you And if our way should falter You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight Along the stony pass These tears are going nowhere baby And if the night runs over You got to get yourself together And if the day won't last You've stuck in a moment and now you can't get outAnd if it if our way should falter Don't say that later will be better Along the stony pass now you're stuck in amoment And you can't get out of it It's just a moment This time will pass I will no forsake The colors that you bring But the night you filled with fireworks They left you with nothing

I am still enchanted By the light you brought to me I still listen throught you ears And through your eyes I can see

And you are such a fool To worry like you do I know it's tough And you can never get enough Of what you don't really need now....my oh my

You got to get yourself together You've stuck in a moment and now you can't get out if it Oh love look at younow, you've got yourself stuck in a moment And you can't get out of it

I was unconscious, half asleep The water was warm until you discover how deep.... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 220 Sultans of Swing Höfundur lags: Mark Knopfler Höfundur texta: Mark Knopfler Flytjandi: Dire Straits

You get a shiver in the dark It's been raining in the park but meantime South of the river you stop and you hold everything A band is blowing Dixie double four time You feel all right when you hear that music ring

You step inside but you don't see too many faces Coming in out of the rain to hear the jazz go down Too much competition too many other places But not too many horns can make that sound Way on downsouth way on downsouth London town

You check out Guitar George he knows all the chords Mind he's strictly rhythm he doesn't want to make it cry or sing And an old guitar is all he can afford When he gets up under the lights to play his thing

And Harry doesn't mind if he doesn't make the scene He's got a daytime job he's doing alright He can play honky tonk just like anything Saving it up for Friday night With the Sultans with the Sultans of Swing

And a crowd of young boys they're fooling around in the corner Drunk and dressed in their best brown baggies and their platform soles They don't give a damn about any trumpet playing band It ain't what they call rock and roll And the Sultans And the Sultans played Creole

Sóló: -

And then the man he steps right up to the microphone And says at last just as the time bell rings Thank you goodnight now it's time to go home' and he makes it fast with one more thing 'We are the Sultans 'We are the Sultans of Swing' Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 221 Sumargestur Höfundur lags: Ásgeir Trausti Höfundur texta: Einar Georg Einarsson Flytjandi: Ásgeir Trausti

Capó á 3. bandi.

Fuglinn minn úr fjarska ber fögnuð vorsins handa mér. Yfir höfin ægi-breið ævinlega – flýgur rétta leið.

Tyllir sér á græna grein gott að hvíla lúin bein ómar söngur hjartahlýr hlusta ég á – lífsins ævintýr.

Fús ég þakka fuglinn minn fyrir gleði-boðskapinn þessa ljúfu tæru tóna - tóna

Þegar haustar aftur að af einlægni ég bið um það að mega syngja sönginn þinn sumargestur – litli fuglinn minn.

Fús ég þakka fuglinn minn fyrir gleði-boðskapinn þessa ljúfu tæru tóna - tóna

Þú átt athvarf innst í sál ó að ég kynni fuglamál skyldi ég lag á lúftgítarinn prjóna. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 222 Summer is gone Höfundur lags: Gunnar Bjarni Ragnarsson Höfundur texta: Gunnar Bjarni Ragnarsson Flytjandi: Jet Black Joe

Summer is gone It couldnt last too long Soon the dawn will be shawn and night will come

I lived for something that shouldnt come to me something didnt show up It came in memory

When I look back The sun in my past It will be next The summer moves so fast

I lived for something that shouldnt come to me something didnt show up It came in memory

I lived for something that shouldnt come to me something didnt show up It came in memory Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 223 Summertime Höfundur lags: George Gershwin Höfundur texta: DuBose Heyward Flytjandi: Louis Armstrong ásamt fleirum.

Summertime, and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton's high oh, your daddy's rich and your mama's good lookin' So hush, little baby don't you cry.

One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singin' Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky But til that mornin ain't nothin' can harm you With dddy and mammy standin' by.

Summertime, and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton's high oh, your daddy's rich and your mama's good lookin' So hush, little baby don't you cry. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 224 Summertime Sadness Höfundur lags: Lana Del Rey Höfundur texta: Lana Del Rey Flytjandi: Lana Del Rey

Capo on 4.th fret Oh, oh oh oh oh oh

Kiss me hard before you go I think I'll miss you forever Summertime sadness Like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies I just wanted you to know Late is better than never That baby you're the best Even if you're gone I'm gonna dri-i-i-i-ive, dri-i-i-ive

I got my red dress on tonight I've got that summertime, summertime sadness Dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got my hair up real big beauty queen style Got that summertime, summertime sadness High heels off, I'm feeling alive Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air Kiss me hard before you go Telephone wires above all sizzling like your stare Summertime sadness Honey I'm on fire I feel it everywhere I just wanted you to know Nothing scares me anymore That baby you're the best

Kiss me hard before you go I've got that summertime, summertime sadness Summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness I just wanted you to know Got that summertime, summertime sadness That baby you're the best Oh oh oh oh oh oh

I've got that summertime, summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Oh oh oh oh oh oh

I'm feelin' electric tonight Cruising down the coast goin' by 99 Got my bad baby by my heavenly side And now if I go, I'll be happy tonight

Oh, my God, I feel it in the air Telephone wires above all sizzling like your stare Honey I'm on fire I feel it everywhere Nothing scares me anymore

Kiss me hard before you go Summertime sadness I just wanted you to know That baby you're the best

I've got that summertime, summertime sadness S-s-summertime, summertime sadness Got that summertime, summertime sadness Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 225 Sunny afternoon Höfundur lags: Ray Davies Höfundur texta: Ray Davies Flytjandi: The Kinks

The taxman´s taken all my dough, and left me in my stately home, lazin´ on a sunny afternoon. And I can´t sail my yacht, he´s taken everything I´ve got. All I´ve got´s thissunnyafternoon.

My girlfriend´s run off with my car, and gone back to her ma and pa. Telling tales ofdrunkennes and cruelty. Now I´m sittin´ here, sippin´ at my ice cooled beer, Lazyn' on a sunny afternoon.

Help me, help me, help me sail away, or give me two good reasons why I oughtastay. 'Cos I love to live so pleasantly, live this live of luxury, lazin'on a sunny afternoon, In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime

Save me, save me, save me from this squeeze, I´ve got a big fat mama tryin´to break me. And I love to live so pleasantly, live this live of luxury, lazin' on a sunny afternoon, In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime In the summertime Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 226 Sunshine Of Your Love Höfundur lags: Cream Höfundur texta: Cream Flytjandi: Cream

It's getting near dawn, When lights close their tired eyes. I'll soon be with you my love, To give you my dawn surprise. I'll be with you darling soon, I'll be with you when the stars start falling. I've been waiting so long To be where I'm going In the sunshine of your love. I'm with you my love, The light's shining through on you. I'm with you my love, It's the morning and just we two. I'll stay with you darling now, I'll stay with you till my seas are dried up. I've been waiting so long To be where I'm going In the sunshine of your love. I'm with you my love, The light's shining through on you. I'm with you my love, It's the morning and just we two. I'll stay with you darling now, I'll stay with you till my seas are dried up. I've been waiting so long I've been waiting so long I've been waiting so long To be where I'm going In the sunshine of your love. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 227 Susanna Höfundur lags: Art Company Höfundur texta: Art Company Flytjandi: Art Company

We sit to-gether on the sofa She says goodbye and I say no With the music way down low I waited so long for this moment Su-sanna, Su-sanna, It's hard to think it's really so Su-sanna, I'm crazy loving you The door is locked there's no one home Su-sanna, Su-sanna, They've all gone out we're all a-lone Su-sanna, I'm crazy loving you I'm so crazy loving you Su-sanna, Su-sanna Su-sanna I'm crazy loving you (Ohh ohh ohh)

I put my arm aroud her shoulder Run my fingers through her hair It's a dream I can't believe it It took so long it's only fair And then the phone be-gins to ring And a strangers voice on the other end of the line says oh, wrong number, sorry to waste your time and i think to myself, why now, why me, why......

Su-sanna, su-sanna, Su-sanna, I'm crazy loving you Su-sanna, Su-sanna, Su-sanna, I'm crazy loving you

Again I sit myself beside her Try to take her hand in mine The moment's gone, the feeling's ov - er She looks aroud to find the time Then she says could we just sit and chat And I think well that's that

Su-sanna, su-sanna, Su-sanna, I'm crazy loving you heyeyeyeyey ahhhhh ahh ahhhhh ahh ahhhhh ahh ahhhhh ahh

Still we sit here on the sofa With the stereo on ten The magic's gone, it's a disaster There's seems no point to start again She says I think I'd better go Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 228 Svört Sól Höfundur lags: Sóldögg Höfundur texta: Sóldögg Flytjandi: Sóldögg

Borginn fallin, sólin sest stríðið unnið fyrir rest Himnar opnast, regnið hellist niður Rauður máni á nýjum stað Jörðinn sokkin, myrkvað svað Eilífur skuggi í svartri sól er friður

Mig dreymir, allt er hljótt Mig dreymir, dag og nótt Mig dreymir, veit að eitthvað betra er til

Lifnar allt við Ljós allt í kringum mig Finn það sem ég leita að Lifnar allt við Stjörnur á himninum Leiða mig á nýjan stað

Feginn að upplifa nýjan dag Reiði guðana mér í hag Myrkrið var allt á einum stað, sameinað Verð að stela til að fá Fólk sér það sem það vill sjá Allt sem ég hef upplifað, fullkomnað

Mig dreymir, allt er hljótt Mig dreymir, dag og nótt Mig dreymir, veit að eitthvað betra er til

Lifnar allt við Ljós allt í kringum mig Finn það sem ég leita að Lifnar allt við Stjörnur á himninum Leiða mig á nýjan stað Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 229 Sweet Child Of Mine Höfundur lags: Slash Höfundur texta: Axl Rose ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Guns N' Roses

She's got a smile that it seems to me Reminds me of childhood memories Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see her face she takes me away to that special place and if I stay too long I'd probably break down and cry

Oh oh oh oh sweet child of mine Oh oh oh oh sweet love of mine

She's got eyes of the bluest sky as if they thought of rain I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place where as a child I'd hide and pray for the thunder and the rain to quietly pass me by

Oh oh oh oh sweet child of mine Oh oh oh oh sweet love of mine

Where do we go Where do we go now Where do we go Sweet child of mine Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 230 Sweet home Alabama Höfundur lags: Lynyrd Skynyrd Höfundur texta: Lynyrd Skynyrd Flytjandi: Lynyrd Skynyrd ásamt fleirum.

Big wheels keep on turning Carry me home to see my kin. Singing songs about the southland I miss ole’ ‘bama once again (and I think it’s a sin)

Well, I heard Mister Young sing about her Well, I heard ole Neil put her down Well, I hope Neil Young will remember A southern man don’t need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama, Where the skies are so blue, Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I’m coming home to you.

In Birmingham they love the Gov’nor (Boo hoo hoo!) Now we all did what we could do. Now Watergate does not bother me. Does your conscience bother you? (tell the truth)

Sweet home Alabama, Where the skies are so blue, Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I’m coming home to you.

Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers And they’ve been known to pick a song or two Lord they get me off so much They pick me up when I’m feeling blue Now how about you?

Sweet home Alabama, Where the skies are so blue, Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I’m coming home to you. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 231 Sympathy for the devil Höfundur lags: Mick Jagger Höfundur texta: Keith Richards Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

Please allow me to introduce myself, have some sympathy and some taste I'm a man of wealth and taste Use all your well-learned politesse, I've been around for long, long years or I'll lay your soul to waste I've stolen many a man's soul and faith I was around when Jesus Christ Pleased to meet you, had his moments of doubt and pain hope you guess my name, I made damn sure that Pilate but what's puzzling you, washed his hands and sealed his fate is the nature of my game

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, but what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was time for a change I killed the Czar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain I rode a tank, held a gen'ral's rank, when the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, but what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game

I watched with glee while your kings and queens, fought for ten decades for the gods they made I shouted out "Who killed the Kennedys?", when after all it was you and me So let me please introduce myself, I am a man of wealth and taste And I lay traps for troubadours, who get killed before they reach Bombay

Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, but what's puzzling you, is the nature of my game

Just as every cop is criminal, and all the sinners, Saints As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer, 'cause I'm in need of some restraint So if you meet me, have some courtesy, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 232 Take It Easy Höfundur lags: Jackson Browne Höfundur texta: Glen Frey Flytjandi: The Eagles

Well I'm a runnin' down the road try'n to loosen my load I've got seven women on my mind Four that wanna own me, two that wanna stone me One says she's a friend of mine Take it easy, take it easy Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy Lighten up while you still can Don't even try to understand Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy

Well, I'm a standin' on a corner in Winslow, Arizona Such a fine sight to see It's a girl my lord in a flat-bed Ford Slowin' down to take a look at me Come on, baby, don't say maybe I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me We may lose and we may win, though we may never be here again So open up I'm climbin' in, so take it easy

Well, I'm a runnin' down the road tryin' to loosen my load Got a world of trouble on my mind Lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover, she's so hard to find Take it easy, take it easy Don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy Come on baby, don't say maybe I gotta know of your sweet love is gonna save me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 233 Take it to the Limit Höfundur lags: Don Henley Höfundur texta: Glen Frey Flytjandi: The Eagles

All alone at the end of the evening, and the bright lights have faded to blue I was thinking 'bout a woman who might have loved me, and I never knew

You know I've always been a dreamer spent my life running round And it's so hard to change can't seem to settle down But the dreams I've seen lately keep on turning out and burning out And turning out the same

So put me on a highway and show me a sign, And take it to the limit one more time

You can spend all your time making money, you can spend all your love making time If it all fell to pieces tomorrow, would you still be mine?

And when you're looking for your freedom nobody seems to care And you can't find the door can't find it anywhere When there's nothing to believe in still you're coming back, you're running back, You're coming back for more

So put me on a highway and show me a sign, And take it to the limit one more time

Take it to the limit, take it to the limit, Take it to the limit one more time. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 234 Take me home country roads Höfundur lags: Taffy Nivert ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Taffy Nivert ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: John Denver

Capo on 2. fret ( for original key in A )

Almost heaven, West Virginia Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah River. Life is old there, older than the trees, Younger than the mountains, growin' like a breeze.

Country Roads take me home To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain momma. Take me home, country roads.

All my mem'ries gather round her, Miner's lady, stranger to blue water. Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.

Country Roads take me home To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain momma. Take me home, country roads.

I hear her voice, in the mornin' hours she calls me, The radio reminds me of my home far away, And drivin' down the road I get a feelin' That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country Roads take me home To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain momma. Take me home, country roads. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 235 Take on me Höfundur lags: Magne Furuholmen ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Morten Harket ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: A-HA

Capó á 2. bandi (for original key of Bm)

Talking away, I don't know what I'm to say, I'll say it anyway, today's another day to find you, shying away, I'll be coming for your love O.K.

Take on me - Take on me Take me on - Take on me I'll be gone - In a day or two

So needless to say, I'm odds and ends, but that's me, stumbling away slowly learning that life is O.K., say after me, it's no better to be safe than sorry.

Take on me - Take on me Take me on - Take on me I'll be gone - In a day or two

The things that you say, is it live or just to play, my worries away, you're all the things I've got to remember, you shying away, I'll be coming for you anyway

Take on me - Take on me Take me on - Take on me I'll be gone - In a day

(Take on me) - Take on me (Take me on) - Take on me I'll be gone - In a day Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 236 Tangled up in blue Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

Early one morning the sun was shining I just kept looking at the side of her face I was laying in bed In the spotlight so clear Wondering if she'd changed at all Later on when the crowd thinned out If her hair was still red I was just about to do the same She was standing there in back of my chair Her folks, they said our lives together Sayin', "Tell me, don't I know your name?" Sure was gonna be rough I muttered something underneath my breath They never did like mama's homemade dress She studied the lines on my face Papa's bank book wasn't big enough I must admit I felt a little uneasy And I was standing on the side of the road When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoes Rain falling on my shoes Tangled up in blue Heading out for the East coast Lord knows I've paid some dues getting through She lit a burner on the stove Tangled up in blue And offered me a pipe "I thought you'd never say hello," she said She was married when we first met "You look like the silent type" Soon to be divorced And then she opened up a book of poems I helped her out of a jam, I guess And handed it to me But I used a little too much force Written by an Italian poet We drove that car as far as we could From the 13th century Abandoned it out West And every one of them words rang true Split up on a dark sad night And glowed like burning coals Both agreeing it was best Pouring off every page She turned around to look at me Like it was written in my soul from me to you As I was walking away Tangled up in blue I heard her say over my shoulder We'll meet again someday on the avenue" I lived with them on Montague street Tangled up in blue In a basement down the stairs There was music in the cafés at night I had a job in the great north woods And revolution in the air Working as a cook for a spell And then he started into dealing with slaves But I never did like it all that much And something inside of him died And one day the axe just fell She had to sell everything she owned So I drifted down to New Orleans And froze up inside Where I was lucky enough to be employed And when one day the bottom fell out Working for a while on a fishing boat I became withdrawn Right outside of Delacroix The only thing I knew how to do But all the while I was alone Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew The past was close behind Tangled up in blue I seen a lot of women But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew So now I'm going back again Tangled up in blue I got to get to her somehow All the people we used to know She was working in a topless place They're an illusion to me now I stopped in for a beer Some are mathematicians Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 237

Some are carpenter's wives Don't know how it all got started I don't know what they're doing with their lives Me, I'm still on the road Headed for another joint We always did feel the same We just saw it from a different point of view Tangled up in blue Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 238 Teach your children Höfundur lags: Graham Nash Höfundur texta: Graham Nash Flytjandi: Crosby ásamt fleirum.

You who are on the road Must have a code that you can live by And so become yourself Because the past is just a goodbye

Teach your children well, Their father's hell did slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The one they picks, the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry, So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of tender years, Can't know the fears that your elders grew by, And so please help the with your youth, They seek the truth before they can die.

Teach your parents well, Their children's hell will slowly go by And feed them on your dreams The only one they picks, the one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry, So just look at them and sigh and know they love you. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 239 Tears In Heaven Höfundur lags: Eric Clapton Höfundur texta: Eric Clapton Flytjandi: Eric Clapton

Would you know my name if I saw you in Heaven Would it be the same if I saw you in Heaven

I must be strong and carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven

Would you hold my hand if I saw you in Heaven Would you help me stand if I saw you in Heaven

I'll find my way through night and day 'Cause I know I just can't stay here in heaven

Time can bring you down, time can bend your knees Time can break your heart have you beggin please beggin please

Beyond the door there's peace for sure And I know there'll be no more tears in heaven

Would you know my name if I saw you in Heaven Would it be the same if I saw you in Heaven

I must be strong and carry on 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven 'Cause I know I don't belong here in heaven Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 240 Telephone Höfundur lags: Lady GaGa Höfundur texta: Lady GaGa Flytjandi: Lady GaGa

Hello, hello, baby you called, I cant hear a thing Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore I have got no service in the club, you see, see I got my head and my heart on the dance floor Wha-wha-what did you say, huh, you're breaking up on Stopme callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy I left my head and my heart on the dance floor K-kinda busy, k-kinda busy Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kinda busy Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Just a second, it's my favorite song they're gonna playI'm busy! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh? Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh You shoulda made some plans with me, you knew that I was free And now you wont stop calling me, I'm kinda busy My telephone, m-m-my telephone Cause I'm out in the club, and I'm sippin' that bubb, and you're not gonna reach my telephone Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymoreMy telephone, m-m-my telephone I got my head and my heart on the dance floor Cause I'm out in the club, and I'm sippin' that bubb, and you're not gonna reach my telephone Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor We're sorry the number you have reached is not in service at this time

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh I'm busy! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh Stop telephonin me! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Can call all you want, but there's no one home, and you're not gonna reach my telephone 'Cause I'm out in the club,and I'm sippin' that bubb, and you're not gonna reach my telephone Call when you want, but there's no one home, and you're not gonna reach my telephone Out in the club, and I'm sippin' that bubb, and you're not gonna reach my telephone

Boy, the way you blowin' up my phone wont make me leave no faster Put my coat on faster, leave my girls no faster I shoulda left my phone at home, 'cause this is a disaster Callin' like a collector, sorry, I cannot answer

Not that I don't like you, I'm just at a party And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, cause I'll be dancin'

Cause I'll be dancin' cause I'll be dancin' Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, cause I'll be dancin'

Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore I got my head and my heart on the dance floor Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore I left my head and my heart on the dance floor Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 241 Tender Höfundur lags: Graham Coxon Höfundur texta: Damon Albarn Flytjandi: Blur

Tender is the night Oh my baby, oh my baby, oh why, oh my lying by your side Oh my baby, oh my baby, oh why, oh my Tender is the touch of someone that you love too much Tender is the day the demons go away Lord I need to find someone who can heal my mind

Come on, come on, come on, get through it Come on, come on, come on, love's the greatest thing Come on, come on, come on, get through it Come on, come on, come on, love's the greatest thing That we have

I'm waiting for that feeling (I'm) Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Oh my baby, oh my baby, oh why, oh my Oh my baby, oh my baby, oh why, oh my

Tender is the ghost, the ghost I love the most Hiding from the sun, waiting for the night to come Tender is my heart for screwing up my life Lord I need to find someone who can heal my mind

I'm waiting for that feeling (I'm) Waiting for that feeling Waiting for that feeling to come Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 242 Thank You Höfundur lags: Jimmy Page Höfundur texta: Jimmy Page ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Led Zeppelin

If the sun refused to shine I would still be loving you When mountains crumble to the sea There would still be you and me.

Kind of woman, I give you my all. Kind of woman, nothing more.

Little drops of rain, whisper on the plains. Tears of love lost in the days gone by and my love is strong. Here there is no wrong together we shall go until we die.

An inspiration is what you are to me. Inspiration, love you see.

And so today my world it smiles your hand in mine we walk the miles. But thanks to you, it will be done for you, to me, are the only one.

Happiness, no more be sad. Happiness, I am glad.

If the sun refused to shine I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea there would still be you and me. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 243 Thank You Höfundur lags: Dikta Höfundur texta: Haukur Heiðar Hauksson Flytjandi: Dikta

(Capó á fyrsta bandi) I'm finally going out of it I feel my heart, I'm suddenly alive In a language learned when no-one was listening I try my best to tell you how I feel. Thank you Somehow I am sure and this I believe in Thank you for the world, the world, the world this is real. Thank you for the life you're making me see Inside of me From my heart I sing to you and I'm hoping that you'll understand what I'm trying to say Thank you You found a place inside of me and I'm grateful Thank you for the world, the world, the world for each day. Thank you for the life you're making me see Inside of me A broken wing can not stop me from flying I leave no footprints when you're around. Thank you Know yourself, you said, and you made me so proud of Thank you for the world, the world, the world what I've found. Thank you for the life you're making me see Inside of me Oh my god, I'm losing it I'm finally going out of it My senses tingle, I can hardly breathe

Oh my god, I'm losing it I'm finally going out of it I feel my heart, I'm suddenly alive

Thank you Thank you for the world, the world, the world Thank you for the life you're making me see Inside of me

The book is open now and the pen keeps on writing the story of my life; it starts right here. Now I reach the stars, can grab them and hold them with no fear.

I am captivated, completely spellbound I have found my match. And the black bird has flown away the black bird has left me for good.

Oh my god, I'm losing it I'm finally going out of it My senses tingle, I can hardly breathe

Oh my god, I'm losing it Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 244 That's how strong my love is Höfundur lags: Roosevelt Jamison Höfundur texta: Roosevelt Jamison Flytjandi: Otis Redding ásamt fleirum.

Capó á 3. bandi

If I was the sun way up there I'd go with my love everywhere I'd be the moon when the sun went down Just to let them know I'm still around

Cause that's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is That's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is

I'd be the weeping willow drowning in my tears, and you can swimming when you're here I'd be the rainbows when the tears have gone; wrap you in my colors to keep you warm

Cause that's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is That's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is

Like a ocean so deep and wide, I'll catch your tears when ever you cry I’ll be the breeze when the storm is gone; and dry your eyes and keep you warm

Cause that's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is That's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is

Like a ocean so deep and wide, I'll catch your tears when ever you cry I’ll be the breeze when the storm is gone; and dry your eyes and keep you warm

Cause that's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is That's how strong my love is, that's how strong my love is . . . Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 245 The Boxer Höfundur lags: Paul Simon Höfundur texta: Paul Simon Flytjandi: Simon and Garfunkel

I am just a poor boy, I am leaving, I am leaving, though my story's seldom told but the fighter still remains I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises. Lie - la - lie, All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hearlie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie and disregards the rest, hmmmm Lie - la - lie. Lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie - la, la,la,la, lie. When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy Lie - la - lie, In the company of strangers lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie In the quiet of the railway station, runnin scared Lie - la - lie. Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, Lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie - la, la,la,la, lie. where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know

Lie - la - lie, lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie Lie - la - lie. Lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie - la, la,la,la, lie.

Asking only workmans wages, I come lookin for a job, but I get no offers Just a come on from the whores on Seventh avenue I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there Ooo - la - la - la - la - la - la

Lie - la - lie, lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie Lie - la - lie. Lie - la - lie - la - lie - la - lie - la, la,la,la, lie.

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, going home Where the New York city winters aren't bleedin me, leadin me Going home

In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 246 The Drugs Don't Work Höfundur lags: Richard Ashcroft Höfundur texta: Richard Ashcroft Flytjandi: The Verve

All this talk of getting old But I know I'll see your face again It's getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown Yeah, I know I'll see your face again This time I'm coming down Yeah, I know I'll see your face again Yeah, I know I'll see your face again And I hope you're thinking of me Yeah, I know I'll see your face again As you lay down on your side Now the drugs don't work Never going down, I'm never coming down They just make you worse No more, no more, no more, no more, no more But I know I'll see your face again Never going down, I'm never coming down Now the drugs don't work No more, no more, no more, no more, no more They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

But I know I'm on a losing streak 'Cause I passed down my old street And if you wanna show, then just let me know And I'll sing in your ear again Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

'Cause baby, oohhhh, if heaven calls, I'm coming too Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

All this talk of getting old It's getting me down my love Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown This time I'm coming down Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse But I know I'll see your face again

'Cause baby, oohhhh, if heaven calls, I'm coming too Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead

But if you wanna show, just let me know And I'll sing in your ear again

Now the drugs don't work They just make you worse Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 247 The Great Pretender Höfundur lags: Buck Ram Höfundur texta: Buck Ram Flytjandi: Freddie Mercury

Oh yes, I'm the Great Pretender, Pretending I'm doing well. My need is such, I pretend too much, I'm lonely but no one can tell

Oh yes, I'm the great pretender, Adrift in a world of my own I play the game, but to my real shame You've left me to dream all alone.

Too real is this feeling of make believe, Too real when I feel what my heart can't conceal

Oh yes, I'm the great pretender Just lauging and gay like a clown I seem to be, what I'm not, you see, I'm wearing my heart like a crown, Pretending that you're still around Too real when I fell what my heart can't conceal

Oh yes, I'm the great pretender Just lauging and gay like a clown I seem to be, what I'm not, you see, I'm wearing my heart like a crown, Pretending that you're... Pretending that your're.... still around... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 248 The Lion Sleeps Tonight Höfundur lags: Solomon Linda Höfundur texta: Solomon Linda Flytjandi: The Tokens

Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh

In the jungle, the mighty jungle The lion sleeps tonight In the jungle, the quiet jungle The lion sleepstonight

Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh

Near the village, thepeaceful village The lion sleepstonight Near the village, thepeaceful village The lion sleepstonight

Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Ee-e-e-um-um-a-weh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh Wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh, wemoweh

Hush my darling, don't fear my darling The lion sleepstonight Hush my darling, don't fear my darling The lion sleepstonight Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 249 The Man in Me Höfundur lags: Bob Dylan Höfundur texta: Bob Dylan Flytjandi: Bob Dylan

The man in me will do nearly any task, And as for compensation, there's little he would ask. Take a woman like you To get through to the man in me.

Storm clouds are raging all around my door, I think to myself I might not take it any more. Take a woman like your kind To find the man in me.

But, oh, what a wonderful feeling Just to know that you are near, Sets my a heart a-reeling From my toes up to my ears.

The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen, But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine. Took a woman like you To get through to the man in me. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 250 The Needle And The Damage Done Höfundur lags: Neil Young Höfundur texta: Neil Young Flytjandi: Neil Young

I caught you knocking at my cellar door, I love you, baby, can I have some more? Oh the damage done.

I hit the city and I lost my band, I watched the needle take another man, Gone, gone, the damage done.

I sing the song because I love the man, I know that some of you don't understand; milk-blood to keep from runnin' out.

I've seen The Needle And The Damage Done, A little part of it in everyone, But every junkie's like a settin' sun. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 251 The Scientist Höfundur lags: Coldplay Höfundur texta: Coldplay Flytjandi: Coldplay

Capo á 3. bandi

Come up to meet you, tell you i'm sorry, you don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you i need you, tell you i'll set you apart

Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions, oh lets go back to the start Running in circles, coming in tales, heads are a science apart

Nobody said it was easy, it's such a shame for us to part. Nobody said it was easy, no-one ever said it would be this hard Oh take me back to the start

I was just guessing in numbers and figures, pulling the puzzles apart Questions of science, science and progress, do not speak as loud as my heart

Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me, oh and i rush to the start Running in circles, chasing our tales, coming back as we are

Nobody said it was easy, it's such a shame for us to part. Nobody said it was easy, no-one ever said it would be so hard I'm going back to the start oh - ooo-oo-oo-oo-ooo ah - ooo-oo-oo-oo-ooo oh - ooo-oo-oo-oo-ooo oh - ooo-oo-oo-oo-ooo Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 252 The Show Must Go On Höfundur lags: Roger Waters Höfundur texta: Roger Waters Flytjandi: Dúndurfréttir ásamt fleirum.

Oooh Ma Oooh Pa, must the show go on ? Oooh Pa take me home

Oooh Ma let me go There must be some mistake, I didn't mean to let them

Take away my soul, Am I too old is it too late ? Oooh Ma Oooh Pa Where has the feeling gone? Oooh Ma Oooh Pa

Will I remember the songs?

Oooh ah - The show must go on. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 253 The Weight Höfundur lags: Robbie Robertson Höfundur texta: Robbie Robertson Flytjandi: The Band

Who sent me here with her regards for everyone.

I pulled in to Nazareth, I was feeling about half past dead. Take a load off, Fanny. I just need some place where I can lay my head. Take a load for free. "Hey, Mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"Take a load off, Fanny. He just grinned, shook my hand, "No" was all he said. And... you put the load right on me.

Take a load off, Fanny. Take a load for free. Take a load off, Fanny. And... you put the load right on me.

I picked up my bag. I went looking for a place to hide. When I saw Carmen and the devil walking side by side. I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on. Let's go downtown." She said, "I got to go, but my friend can stick around."

Take a load off, Fanny. Take a load for free. Take a load off, Fanny. And... you put the load right on me.

Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothing you can say. It's just old Luke, and Luke's waiting on the judgement day. "Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?" He said, "Do me a favor, son, won't you stay and keep Anna Lee company."

Take a load off, Fanny. Take a load for free. Take a load off, Fanny. And... you put the load right on me.

Crazy Chester followed me and he caught me in the fog. He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack my dog." I said, "Wait a minute, Chester. You know I'm a peaceful man." He said, "That's okay, boy. Won't you feed him when you can?"

Take a load off, Fanny. Take a load for free. Take a load off, Fanny. And... you put the load right on me.

Get your Canonball now, to take me down the line. My bag is sinking low, and I do believe it's time To get back to Miss Fanny. You know she's the only one Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 254 The man who sold the world Höfundur lags: David Bowie Höfundur texta: David Bowie Flytjandi: Nirvana

We past upon the stairs Spoken walls of when Although I wasn´t there Said I was his friend Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone A long, long time ago

Oh no, not me I never lost control Your face to face With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand Made my way become I searched for foreign land For years and years I romed I gazed a gazly stare We walked a millions hills I must have died alone A long, long time ago

Who knows, not me We never lost control Your face to face With the man who sold the world

Who knows, not me We never lost control Your face to face With the man who sold the world Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 255 The one I love Höfundur lags: Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe Höfundur texta: Berry/Buck/Mills/Stipe Flytjandi: R.E.M.

This one goes out to the one I love This one goes out to the one I´ve left behind A simple prop to occupy my time This one goes out to the one I love

Fire Fire

This one goes out to the one I love This one goes out to the one I´ve left behind A simple prop to occupy my time This one goes out to the one I love

Fire Fire

This one goes out to the one I love This one goes out to the one I´ve left behind Another prop has occupied my time This one goes out to the one I love

Fire Fire

Fire Fire Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 256 Time is running out Höfundur lags: Matthew Bellamy ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Matthew Bellamy Flytjandi: Muse

I think I'm drowning ooooohh asphyxiated Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I wanna break this spell ooooohh that you've created Yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeeeeeeeeeeeah you're something beautiful Yeah you will suck the life out of me a contradiction I wanna play the game bury it I want the friction I won't let you bury it I won't let you smother it you will be the death of me and I won't let you murder it you will be the death of me our time is running out bury it our time is running out I won't let you bury it you can't push it underground I won't let you smother it you can't stop it screaming out I won't let you murder it how did it come to this? ooooohh our time is running out Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah our time is running out ooooohh you can't push it underground Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah you can't stop it screaming out ooooohh Yeah yeah yeah yeah I wanted freedom Yeeeeeeeeeeeah bound and restricted I tried to give you up but I'm addicted now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation you'd never dream of breaking this fixation and you will squeeze the life out of me bury it I won't let you bury it I won't let you smother it I won't let you murder it

our time is running out our time is running out you can't push it underground you can't stop it screaming out how did it come to this? ooooohh Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 257 Time of your life Höfundur lags: Billie Joe Armstrong Höfundur texta: Billie Joe Armstrong Flytjandi: Green day

Another turning point a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go

So make the best of these days and don't ask why It's not a question but a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable but in the end it's right I hope you have the time of your life.

So take the photographs and stillframes in your mind Hang it on a shelf; it could've been good times

Tatoos and memories and asking on trial For what it's worth it was worth all the while

It's something unpredictable but in the end it's right I hope you have the time of your life.

It's something unpredictable but in the end it's right I hope you have the time of your life. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 258 Times Like These Höfundur lags: Foo Fighters Höfundur texta: Foo Fighters Flytjandi: Foo Fighters

I, I'm a one way motorway I'm the one that drives away, follows you back home I, I'm a streetlight shining I'm a white light blinding bright, burning off and on

It's times likes these you learn to live again It's times like these you give and give again It's times like these you learn to love again It's times like these time and time again

I, I'm a new day rising I'm a brand new sky that hangs stars upon tonight I, I'm a little divided Do I stay or run away and leave it all behind

It's times likes these you learn to live again It's times like these you give and give again It's times like these you learn to love again It's times like these time and time again

It's times likes these you learn to live again It's times like these you give and give again It's times like these you learn to love again It's times like these time and time again Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 259 Tiny Dancer Flytjandi: Elton John

Capó á 3. bandi (for original key of C) Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man

Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand

And now she's in me, always with me, Tiny dancer in my hand

Jesus freaks, out in the street, Handing tickets out for God Turning back, she just laughs The boulevard is not that bad

Piano man, he makes his stand in the auditorium

Looking on, she sings the songs The words she knows, the tune she hums

But oh how, it feels so real, lying here, with no one near Only you, and you can hear me when I say softly, slowly

Hold me closer tiny dancer

Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 260 Titanium Höfundur lags: Sia Furler ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: David guetta ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: David guetta

Capo á 3. bandi you shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you say you shoot me down, but I won't fall I'm talking loud, not saying much I am titanium I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet you shoot me down, but I get up

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose I am titanium fire away, fire away ricochet, you take your aim fire away, fire away you shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium you shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium

Cut me down, but it's you who'll have further to fall Ghost town and haunted love Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones I'm talking loud, not saying much

I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose fire away, fire away ricochet, you take your aim fire away, fire away you shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium you shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium

I am titanium

Stone hard, machine gun Fired at the ones who run Stone hard, as bulletproof glass

you shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium you shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 261 To Love Somebody Höfundur lags: Robin Gibb ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Robin Gibb ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Bee Gees

There s a light, A certain kind of light That never shone on me I want my life to be lived with you Lived with you

There s a way, everybody say To do each and every little thing But what does it bring? If I ain t got you, aint got ? (baby)

You don t know what its like, baby You don t know what its like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you

In my brain, I see your face again I know my frame of mind You ain t got to be so blind And I'm blind, so very blind

I m a man, can t you see What I am? I live and breathe for you But what good does it do If I ain t got you, aint got? (baby)

You don t know what its like, baby You don t know what its like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you

You don t know what its like, baby You don t know what its like To love somebody To love somebody The way I love you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 262 Today Höfundur lags: Billy Corgan Höfundur texta: Billy Corgan Flytjandi: Smashing Pumpkins

Today is the greatest day I've ever known Can't live for tomorrow, tomorrow's much too long I'll burn my eyes out before I get out I wanted more than life could ever grant me Bored by the chore of saving face

Today is the greatest day I've ever known Can't wait for tomorrow, I might not have that long I'll tear my heart out before I get out

Pink ribbon scars that never forget I've tried so hard to cleanse these regrets My angel wings were bruised and restrained My belly stings

Today is.. today is.. today is.. the greatest.. Day hee-yay, oo oo ooo ooo ooo.... Day hee-yay-ay, hooo...

I want to turn you on, I want to turn you on.... I want to turn you on, I want to turn you..

Today is the greatest today is the greatest day Today is the greatest day I have ever really known. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 263 Torn Höfundur lags: Ednaswap Höfundur texta: Ednaswap Flytjandi: Natalie Imbruglia

I thought I saw a man brought to life He was warm, he came around like he was dignified I'm all out of faith,this is how I feel He showed me what it was to cry I'm cold and I'm shamed, lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed, into something real Well you couldn't be that man I adored I'm wide awake and I can see, You don't seem to know the perfect sky is torn Don't seem to care what your heart is for But I don't know him anymore I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel I'm cold and I am shamed, There's nothing where he used to lie bound and broken on the floor My conversation has run dry You're a little late, I'm already torn That's what's going on Nothing's fine, I'm torn Torn...... Ooh...

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel I'm cold and I'm shamed, lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed, into somethingreal I'm wide awake and I can see, the perfect sky is torn You're a littlelate, I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right I should have seen just what was there and not someholy light But you crawl beneath my veins and now

I don't care, I have no luck I don't miss it all that much There's just so many things That I can't touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith,this is how I feel I'm cold and I'm shamed, lying naked on the floor Illusion never changed, into somethingreal I'm wide awake and I can see, the perfect sky is torn You're a littlelate, I'm already torn torn

Ooooh... Hoo ooooh... Ooooh

There's nothing where he used to lie My inspiration has run dry That's what's going on Nothing's right, I'm torn Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 264 Total Eclipse Of The Heart Höfundur lags: Jim Steinman Höfundur texta: Jim Steinman Flytjandi: Bonnie Tyler

(Turn around) We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks. Every now and then I get a little bit lonely I really need you tonight, and you're never coming round. forever's gonna start tonight, (Turn around) Forever's gonna start tonight. Every now and then I get a little bit tired of list'ning to the sound of my tears. Once upon a time I was falling in love (Turn around) but now I'm only falling apart. Every now and then I get a little bit nervous There's nothing I can do, that the best of all the years have gone by. a total eclipse of the heart. (Turn around) Every now and then I get a little bit terrified Once upon a time there was light in my life and then I see the look in your eyes. but now there's only love in the dark. Nothing I can say, (Turn around), bright eyes, a total eclipse of the heart. Every now and then I fall apart. (Turn around), bright eyes, (Turn around), bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart. Every now and then I fall apart. (Turn around), bright eyes, (Turn around) Every now and then I fall apart. Every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild And I need you now tonight (and I need you) (Turn around) and I need you more than ever Every now and then I get a little helpless and if you only hold me tight (If you hold me) and I'm lying like a child in your arms we'll be holding on forever. (Turn around) And we'll only be making it right (make it right) Every now and then I get a little bit angry 'cause we'll never be wrong. and I know I've got to get out and cry Together we can take it to the end of the line. (Turn around) Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time. Every now and then I get a little bit terrified I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark. and then I see the look in your eyes. We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks. I really need you tonight, (Turn around), bright eyes, forever's gonna start tonight, Every now and then I fall apart. Forever's gonna start tonight. (Turn around), bright eyes, Every now and then I fall apart. Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart. And I need you now tonight There's nothing I can do, and I need you more than ever a total eclipse of the heart. and if you only hold me tight we'll be holding on forever. Once upon a time there was light in my life And we'll only be making it right but now there's only love in the dark. 'cause we'll never be wrong. Nothing I can say, Together we can take it to the end of the line. a total eclipse of the heart. Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time. a total eclipse of the heart. I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark.Turn around, bright eyes. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 265

Turn around, bright eyes. Turn around wwoohh oohh Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 266 Tribute Höfundur lags: Tenacious D Höfundur texta: Tenacious D Flytjandi: Tenacious D

This is the greatest and best song in the world...Tribute.And the peculiar thing is this my friends: Long time ago me and my brother Kyle here, The song we sang on that fateful night, We was hitchhikin' down a long and lonesome road. It didn't actually sound anything like this song. All of a sudden, there shined a shiny demon... In the middle of the road. This is just a tribute! You gotta' believe me! And he said: And I wish you were there! Just a matter of opinion. Ah, fuck! Good God, God lovin', "Play the best song in the world, or I'll eat your souls."So surprised to find you can't stop it. Well me and Kyle, we looked at each other, And we each said... "Okay"

And we played the first thing that came to our heads, Just so happened to be, The Best Song in the World, it was The Best Song in the World.

Look into my eyes and it's easy to see One and one make two, two and one make three, It was destiny. Once every hundred-thousand years or so, When the sun doth shine and the moon doth glow And the grass don't grow...

Needless to say, the beast was stunned. Whip-crack went his schwumpy tail, And the beast was done. He asked us: "Be you angels?" And we said, "Nay. We are but men!"

ROCK!

Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh-ah-ah, Ohhh, whoah, ah-whoah-oh!

This is not The Greatest Song in the World. No, this is just a tribute. Couldn't remember The Greatest Song in the World. No, this is a tribute, oh.

To The Greatest Song in the World, All right! It was The Greatest Song in the World, All right! It was the best muthafuckin' song The greatest song in the world. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 267 Trouble Höfundur lags: Coldplay Höfundur texta: Coldplay Flytjandi: Coldplay

Oh no I see A spider web is tangled up with me And I lost my head And thought of all the stupid things I'd said

Oh no what's this? A spider web and I'm caught in the middle So I turn to run And thought of all the stupid things I'd done

I, I never meant to cause you trouble I, I never meant to do you wrong and I, well if I ever caused you trouble Oh no I never meant to do you harm

Oh no I see A spider web and its me in the middle So I twist and turn But here am I in my little bubble

Singing that I, I never meant to cause you trouble I, I never meant to do you wrong and I, well if I ever caused you trouble Oh no I never meant to do you harm

They spun a web for me They spun a web for me They spun a web for me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 268 Try A Little Tenderness Höfundur lags: Woods/Connelly/Campbell Höfundur texta: Woods/Connelly/Campbell Flytjandi: The Commitments

Oh she may be weary and young girls they do get wearied Wearing that same old shaggy dress But when she gets weary try a little tenderness (Fandango)

You know she's waiting Just anticipating The things that she's never never never never possess, yeah But while she's there waiting, with out them Try a little tenderness That's all you got to do (this is for you)

It's not just sentimental no no, she has her griefs and care But soft words they are spoke so gentle It makes it easier, easier to bear

You won't regret it, no no Young girls they never forget it Love is their only happiness But its all so easy all you got to do is try a little tenderness

Squeeze her, don't you tease her, never leave her, you got, you got, you got, you got to try a little tenderness (endurtekið nokkrum sinnum) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 269 Tuesday's Gone Höfundur lags: Ronnie Van Zant Allen Collins Höfundur texta: Ronnie Van Zant's Flytjandi: Lynyrd Skynyrd

Train roll on, on down the line, Won't you please take me far away? Now I feel the wind blow outside my door, Means I'm leaving my woman behind.

Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind.

And I don't know, oh where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. Well, when this train ends I'll try again, lord I'm I'm leaving my woman at home.

Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind,

Train roll on many miles from my home, see I'm I'm riding my blues away. Tuesday, you see, she had to be free, Lord but But somehow I've got to carry on, oh yeah.

Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. Tuesday's gone with the wind. My baby's gone with the wind,

And I don't know, oh where I'm going. I just want to be left alone. Well, when this train ends I'll try again, lord I'm I'm leaving my woman at home. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 270 Umbrella Höfundur lags: Jay-Z ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Jay-Z ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Rihanna

Under my umbrella (Ella ella eheh eh) You had my heart, and we'll never be world apart Under my umbrella Maybe in magazines, but you'll still be my star (Ella ella eheh eh eh eh eh) Baby cause in the Dark, You can see shiny Cars And that's when you need me there You can run into my Arms With you I'll always share It's okay don't be alalarmed Because (Come into Me) (There's no distance in between our love) When the sun shines So Gonna let the rainpour We'll shine together I'll be all you need and more Told you I'll be here forever Because That I'll always be your friend Took an oath Imma stick it out 'till the end When the sun shines Now that it's raining more than ever We'll shine together Know that we still have each other Told you I'll be here forever You can stand under my Umbrella That I'll always be your friend You can stand under my Umbrella Took an oath Imma stick it out 'till the end (Ella ella eheh eh) Now that it's raining more than ever Under my umbrella Know that we still have each other (Ella ella eheh eh) You can stand under my Umbrella Under my umbrella You can stand under my Umbrella (Ella ella eheh eh) (Ella ella eheh eh) Under my umbrella Under my umbrella (Ella ella eheh eh eh eh eh) (Ella ella eheh eh) Under my umbrella These fancy things, will never comein between (Ella ella eheh eh) You're part of my entity, Here for Infinity Under my umbrella When the war has took it's part (Ella ella eheh eh eh eh eh) When the world has dealt it's cards If the hand is hard, Together we'll mend your heart Because

When the sun shines We'll shine together Told you I'll be here forever That I'll always be your friend Took an oath Imma stick it out 'till the end Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we still have each other You can stand under my Umbrella You can stand under my Umbrella (Ella ella eheh eh) Under my umbrella (Ella ella eheh eh) Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 271 Unattended Höfundur lags: Daysleeper Höfundur texta: Daysleeper Flytjandi: Daysleeper

Since that someone broke your heart, since that same one stole your part. I don’t need tresure just to run my lace, sucking up the rain gets me my strenght.

Heavy load or hell of a lot, benefit of being last. A break all to tending not to many around, well I could just leave it in the lost and found.

It’s safe to say conversations bore the hell out of me like never before.

So many nights that I couldn’t sleep, so many toughts I couldn’t manage to keep. Inside of myself and inside my head, whatever happens to only me unattended.

Hands all over, hide my face, let me dream of a different place. Does love come bottled I’ve wondered alot unattended are you in or not?

I don’t need ears to hear through walls, constant arguments the noise becomes. A whole lot louder than ever.

So many nights that I couldn’t sleep, so many toughts I couldn’t manage to keep. Inside of myself and inside my head, whatever happens to only me unattended.

It’s safe to say conversations bore the hell out of me like never before. Still there is not even a slightest chance I’ll leave you alone forever unattended.

So many nights that I couldn’t sleep, so many toughts I couldn’t manage to keep. Inside of myself and inside my head, whatever happens to only me unattended. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 272 Unchain my heart Höfundur lags: Bobby Sharp Höfundur texta: Bobby Sharp Flytjandi: Joe Cocker ásamt fleirum.

Unchain my heart, baby let me be, cause you don't care about me. Set me free ! Unchain my heart, baby let me go, unchain my heart, 'cause you don't love me no more.

Everytime I call you on the phone, some fellow tells me that you're not at home, unchain my heart, set me free.

Unchain my heart, baby let me be, unchain my heart, cause you don't care about me.

You got me sewed up like a pillow case, but you let my love go to waste, unchain my heart, set me free.

I'm under your spell, like a man in a trance, but you know darn well, that I don't stand a chance! So unchain my heart, let me go my way unchain my heart, you worry me night and day.

Why lead me through a life of misery, when you don't care a bag of beans for me ? Unchain my heart, set me free.

I'm under your sp ell, like a man in a trance, but you know darn well, that I don't stand a chance! Please unchain my heart, let me go my way Oh, let me go You worry me night and day

Why lead me through a life of misery, when you don't care a bag of beans for me ? Unchain my heart, set me free. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 273 Unchained Melody Höfundur lags: The Righteous Brothers

Whoa my love My darling I've hungered for your touch a long Lonely time And time goes by so slowly And time can do so much Are you still mine I need your love. I need your love. God, speed your love to me. Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea. To the open arms of the sea. Lonely rivers sigh wait for me, wait for me. I'll be coming home. Wait for me. Whoa. my love. My darling. I've hungered, hungered for your touch, a long Lonely time. And time goes by so slowly, And time can do so much. Are you still mine? I need your love. I need your love. God speed your love to me. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 274 Under My Thumb Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

Capo 2 Take it easy babe Under my thumb, Take it easy babe The girl who once had me down Feels alright Under my thumb, Take it, take it easy babe The girl who once pushed me around It’s down to me, The difference in the clothes she wears Down to me, the change has come, She’s under my thumb Ain’t it the truth babe? Under my thumb, The squirming dog who’s just had her day Under my thumb, A girl who has just changed her ways It’s down to me, yes it is, The way she does just what she’s told Down to me, the change has come, She’s under my thumb Ah, ah, say its alright Under my thumb, A Siamese cat of a girl Under my thumb, She’s the sweetest, hmmm, pet in the world It’s down to me, The way she talks when she’s spoken to Down to me, the change has come, She’s under my thumb Ah, take it easy babe Yeah It’s down to me, The way she talks when she’s spoken to Down to me, the change has come, She’s under my thumb Yeh, it’s alright Under my thumb Her eyes are just kept to herself Under my thumb, well I I can still look at someone else It’s down to me, oh, that’s what I say The way she talks when she’s spoken to Down to me, the change has come, She’s under my thumb Say, its alright. Say its all... Say its all... Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 275 Under the bridge Höfundur lags: Red Hot Chili Peppers Höfundur texta: Red Hot Chili Peppers Flytjandi: Red Hot Chili Peppers

Sometimes I feel Like I don't have a partner Sometimes I feel Like my only friend Is the city I live in The city of angels Lonely as I am Together we cry

I drive on her streets 'Cause she's my com - panion I walk through her hills And she knows who I am She sees my good deeds And she kisses me windy I never worry Now that is a lie

||:I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all the way:||

It's hard to believe That there's nobody out there It's hard to believe That I'm all alone At least I have her love The city she loves me Lonely as I am Together we cry

||:I don't ever want to feel Like I did that day Take me to the place I love Take me all the way:||

Under the bridge downtown Is where I drew some blood Under the bridge downtown I could not get enough Under the bridge downtown Forgot about my love Under the bridge downtown I gave my life away Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 276 Undir þínum áhrifum Höfundur lags: Guðmundur Jónsson Höfundur texta: Stefán Hilmarsson Flytjandi: Sálin hans Jóns míns

Ég er ofurseldur þér og uni vel. Það er annað finnst mér allt mitt hugarþel. Sem ég horfi á þig sofa finn ég að það er brotið nú í lífi mínu blað.

Ég hef beðið nokkuð lengi eftir þér, svo ég segi það hreint alveg eins og er. Og ég hugsa alla daga til þín heitt. Alveg ótrúlegt hve allt er orðið breytt.

Það er varla nokkur heppnari en ég. Þessi tilfinning er ævintýraleg. Ég er undir þínum áhrifum í dag. og verð áfram, enginn vafi er um það.

Þú ert náttúrunnar undurfagra smíð, verður hörpu minnar strengur alla tíð. Það er ekki nokkur sem að brosir eins og þú. Og ég lofa gjafir lífsins fyrr og nú.

Ooooooooooooo Mmmmmmmmmmmmm Ég er undir þínum áhrifum í dag. og verð áfram, enginn vafi er um það.

Þú hefur löngu sigrað mig. Takmarkalaust ég trúi á þig. Mitt allt er þitt og verður ókomin ár.

Ég mun elska þig allt fram á hinstu stund. Uns ég held um síð á feðra minna fund. En að líkum hef ég tímann fyrir mér og ég hlakka til að eyða honum með þér.

Það er varla nokkur heppnari en ég. Þessi tilfinning er ævintýraleg. Ég er undir þínum áhrifum í dag. og verð áfram, enginn vafi er um það. Ég er undir þínum áhrifum í dag. og verð alltaf, enginn vafi er um það. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 277 Unforgettable Höfundur lags: Irving Gordon Höfundur texta: Irving Gordon Flytjandi: Nat King Cole

Unforgettable that's what you are Unforgettable though near or far Like a song of love that clings to me how the tought of you does things to me Never before has someone been more

Unforgettable in every way And forevermore that's how you'll stay That's why darling it's incredible that someone so unforgettable thinks that I am unforgettable too Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 278 Unforgiven Höfundur lags: James Hetfield Höfundur texta: Lars Ulrich Flytjandi: Metallica

New blood joins this earth and quickly he's sub-dued. Through constant pain disgrace, the young boy learns their rules. With time the child draws in this whipping boy done wrong. Deprived of all his thoughts, the young man struggles on and on. He knows, oo, a vow unto his own that never from this day his will they'll take a - way.

They dedicate their lives to running all of his He tries to please them all, this bitter man he is Throughout the life the same, he's battled constantly This fight he cannot win. A tired man they see no longer cares. The old man then prepares to die regretfully That old man here is me.

What I've felt, what I've known never shined through in what I've shown. Never be. Never see. Won't see what might have been. What I've felt, what I've known, never shined through in what I've shown. Never free. Never me. So I dub the unforgiven. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 279 Unforgiven2 Höfundur lags: James Hetfield Höfundur texta: Lars Ulrich Flytjandi: Metallica

New blood joins this earth and quickly he's sub-dued. Though constant pain disgrace, the young boy learns their rules. With time the child draws in this whipping boy done wrong. the young man struggles on and on. He knows oo, a vow unto his own that never from this day hes will they'll take a-away.

What iv'e felt, what iv'e known never shined trough in what iv'e shown. Never be. Never see. Won't see what might have been. What iv'e felt, what iv'e known, never shined though in what iv'e shown. Never free. Never me. So i dub the unforgiven Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 280 Used to love her Höfundur lags: Axl Rose ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Axl Rose Flytjandi: Guns N' Roses

I used to love her But I had to kill her I used to love her, Mm, yeah But I had to kill her I had to put her six feet under And I can still hear her complain

I used to love her, Oo, yeah But I had to kill her I used to love her, Oo,yeah But I had to kill her I knew I'd miss her So I had to keep her She's buried right in my backyard Oh, yeah, Oo yeah, whoa, oh, yeah

I used to love her But I had to kill her I used to love her, Mm, yeah But I had to kill her She bitched so much, She drove me nuts And now we're happier this way, whoa, oh, yeah I used to love her But I had to kill her I used to love her, Mm, yeah But I had to kill her I had to put her, Oo, six feet under And I can still hear her complain Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 281 Vegbúinn Höfundur lags: KK Höfundur texta: KK Flytjandi: KK

Þú færð aldrei'að gleyma þegar ferð þú á stjá. Þú átt hvergi heima nema veginum á.

Með angur í hjarta og dirfskunnar móð þú ferð þína eigin, ótroðnu slóð.

Vegbúi, sestu mér hjá. Segðu mér sögur, já, segðu mér frá. Þú áttir von, nú er vonin farin á brott flogin í veg.

Eitt er að dreyma og annað að þrá. Þú vaknar að morgni veginum á.

Vegbúi, sestu mér hjá. Segðu mér sögur, já, segðu mér frá. Þú áttir von, nú er vonin farin á brott flogin í veg. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 282 Við gengum tvö Höfundur lags: Friðrik Jónsson Höfundur texta: Valdimar Hólm Hallstað Flytjandi: Eivør Pálsdóttir

Við gengum tvö, við gengum tvö í rökkurró við leiddumst hljóð, við leiddumst hljóð um húmgan skóg. Þú varst yndi, þú varst yndi og ástin mín og stundin áfeng, stundin áfeng eins og vín

Við hlýddum tvö, við hlýddum tvö í húmi ein er blærinn kvað, er blærinn kvað við blöð á grein. Ég var nóttin, ég var nóttin þögla þín og þú varst eina, þú varst eina stjarnan mín.

Á meðan norðurljósin leiftra um bláan himininn þá sit ég ein og þrái kveðjukossinn þinn

Á meðan norðurljósin leiftra um bláan himininn þá sit ég ein og þrái kveðjukossinn þinn Á meðan norðurljósin leiftra um bláan himininn þá sit ég ein og þrái kveðjukossinn þinn Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 283 Waiting for the sun Höfundur lags: The Doors Höfundur texta: Jim Morrison Flytjandi: The Doors

At first flash of Eden we raced down to the sea, standing there on freedom's shore. Waiting for the sun, waiting for the sun,waiting for the sun.

Can't you feel it, now that spring has come, that it's time to live in the scattered sun.

Waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting. Waiting for you to come al ong, waiting for you to hear my so ng. Waiting for you to come alo ng, waiting for you to tell me what went wro ng. This is the strangest life I've ever known.

Waiting for the sun. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 284 Walk on the wild side Höfundur lags: Lou Reed Höfundur texta: Lou Reed Flytjandi: Lou Reed

Holly came from Miami, Fla Hitchhiked her way across the USA. Plucked her eyebrows on the way Shaved her leg and then he was she - she said:

Hey Babe, take a walk on the wild side, Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.

Candy came from out on the island, In the backroom she was everybodys darling, But she never lost her head Even when she was given head - she said

Hey Babe, take a walk on the wild side, Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side. And the coloured girls go, .:doo dodoo:.

Little Joe never once gave it away, Everybody had to pay and pay. A hustle here and a hustle there New York city is no place where they said:

Hey Babe, take a walk on the wild side, Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.

Sugar plum fairy came and hit the streets Looking for soul food and a place to eat Went to the Apollo, you should have seen him go go go - they said:

Hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side, Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side.

Jackie is just speeding away, Thought she was James Dean for a day Then I guess she had to crash, Valium would have helped that bash - she said:

Hey Sugar, take a walk on the wild side, Said hey honey, take a walk on the wild side. And the coloured girls go, .:doo dodoo:. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 285 Wanted Dead Or Alive Höfundur lags: Bon Jovi ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Bon Jovi ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Bon Jovi

Its all the same, only the names will change I got the ni ght on my side Everyday, it seems were wasting away Im wanted Another place where the faces are so cold Dead or alive I'd drive all night to get back home Dead or alive (dead or alive), Dead or alive I'm a cowboy, I still jive (still jive) On a steel horse I ride I'm wanted Dead or alive Dead or alive Dead or alive I'm wanted Dead or alive Dead or alive Dead or alive Dead or alive Sometimes I sleep, Sometimes its not for days The people I meet Always go their separate ways Sometimes you tell the day By the bottle that you drink Sometimes when you´re alone All you do is think

Im a cowboy, On a steel horse I ride Im wanted Dead or alive Im wanted Dead or alive

And I walk these streets, A loaded six string on my back I play for kicks, Cause I might not make it back I been everywhere And still Im standing tall I´ve seen a million faces And I´ve rocked them all

Im a cowboy, On a steel horse I ride Im wanted Dead or alive Im wanted Dead or alive

Im a cowboy, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 286 Waterloo Sunset Höfundur lags: Ray Davies Höfundur texta: Dave Davies Flytjandi: The Kinks

Dirty old river, must you keep rolling, flowing into the night People so busy make me feel dizzy, taxi lights shine so bright But i don’t need no friends As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise Every day I look at the world from my window The chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset’s fine.

Terry meets Julie, Waterloo Station, every Friday night But I am so lazy, don’t want to wander, I stay at home at night But I don’t feel afraid As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise Every day I look at the world from my window The chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset’s fine.

Millions of people swarming like flies round Waterloo underground Terry and Julie cross over the river where they feel safe and sound And they don’t need no friends As long as they gaze on Waterloo Sunset, they are in paradise Every day I look at the world from my window The chilly chilliest evening time, Waterloo sunset’s fine. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 287 Weak As I Am Höfundur lags: Skunk Anansie Höfundur texta: Skunk Anansie Flytjandi: Skunk Anansie

Lost in time I can't count the words I said when I thought they went unheard All of those harsh thoughts so unkind 'Cos I wanted you

And now I sit here, I'm all alone Yes I'm a bloody mess, tears fly home A circle of angels, deep in war Cos I wanted you

Weak as I am, No tears for you Weak as I am, No tears for you Deep as I am, I'm no ones fool Weak as I am

So what am I now I'm loves last home I'm all of the soft words I once owned If I opened my heart, there'd be no space for air Cos I wanted you

Weak as I am, No tears for you Weak as I am, No tears for you Deep as I am, I'm no ones fool Weak as I am

In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you In this tainted soul In this weak young heart Am I too much for you

Weak as I am Weak as I am Weak as I am Weak as I am

Weak as I am,am I too much for you Weak as I am,am I too much for you Weak as I am,am I too much for you Weak as I am,am I too much for you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 288 What A Wonderful World Höfundur lags: George David Weiss Höfundur texta: Bob Thiele Flytjandi: Louis Armstrong

I see trees of green, red roses too I see them bloom, for me and you, And I think to myself, What a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white, The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night, And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky Are also on the faces of people goin' by I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?" They're really saying, "I love you."

I hear babies cryin', I watch them grow They'll learn much more than I'll ever know, And I think to myself, What a wonderful world. And I think to myself, What a wonderful world. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 289 What's the story Morning Glory Höfundur lags: Noel Gallagher Höfundur texta: Noel Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

All your dreams are made (you) need a little time to wake up wake up When you'rechained to the mirror Well and the razor blade What's the story morning glory Today's the day Well that all the world will see need a little time to wake up wake up another sunny afternoon Walking to the sound ofmy favorite tune Tomorrow never knows whatit doesn't know too soon

Need a little time to wake up Need a little time to wake up wake up Need a little time to wake up Need a little time to rest your mind You know you should so I guess you might as well

What's the story morning glory Well (you) need a little time to wake up wake up Well What's the story morning glory Well need a little time to wake up wake up

All your dreams are made When you'rechained to the mirror and the razor blade Today's the day that all the world will see another sunny afternoon Walking to the sound ofmy favorite tune Tomorrow never knows whatit doesn't know too soon

Need a little time to wake up Need a little time to wake up wake up Need a little time to wake up Need a little time to rest your mind You know you should so I guess you might as well

What's the story morning glory Well Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 290 What's up Höfundur lags: Linda Perry Höfundur texta: Linda Perry Flytjandi: 4 Non Blondes

Twenty Five years and my life is still Trying to get up that great big hill of hope For a destination I realized quickly when I knew that I should That the world was made of this brotherhood of man For whatever that means

And So I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed Just to get it all out whats in my head and I, I am feeling a little peculiar. So I wake in the morning and I step outside and I take a deep breath and I get real high and I Scream at the top of my lungs What's going on?

And I said Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey. I said hey, what's going on? And I saidhey hey hey hey hey hey hey. I said hey, what's going on?

And I try, oh my god do I try I try all the time, in this institution And I pray, oh my god do I pray I pray every single day For a revolution

And I said Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey. I said hey, what's going on?

Twenty-five years and my life is still Trying to get up that great big hill of hope For a destination Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 291 Whatever Höfundur lags: Noel Gallagher Höfundur texta: Noel Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

I’m free to be whatever I, whatever I choose and I’ll sing the blues if I want I’m free to say whatever I, whatever I like, if it’s wrong or right it’s alright.

It always seems to me, you always see what people want you to see. How long’s it gonna be, before we get on the bus and cause no fuss get a grip on yourself it don’t cost much.

You’re fr...ee to be whatever you, whatever you say if it comes my way it’s alright. You’re free to be wherever you, wherever you please, you can shoot the breeze if you want.

It always seems to me, you always see what people want you to see. How long’s it gonna be, before we get on the bus and cause no fuss get a grip on yourself it don’t cost much.

I’m free to be whatever I, whatever I choose and I’ll sing the blues if I want.

Here in my mind, you know you might find, something that you, you thought you once knew. But now it’s all gone, and now it’s no fun, yeah now it’s all gone, oh now it’s no fun.

I’m free to be whatever I, whatever I choose and I’ll sing the blues if I want I’m free to be whatever I, whatever I choose and I’ll sing the blues if I want

Whatever you tell, whatever you say yeah, I know it’s alright Whatever you do, whatever you say yeah, I know it’s alright. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 292 When I think of angels Höfundur lags: KK Höfundur texta: KK Flytjandi: KK ásamt fleirum.

When I think of angels I think of you And your flaming red hair and the things that you do. I heard you had left no it couldn't be true When I think of angels I think of you.

Godspeed to you angel wherever you go although you have left I want you to know My heart's full of sorrow I won't let it show I´ll see you again when it's my time to go. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 293 When The Stars Go Blue Höfundur lags: Ryan Adams Höfundur texta: Ryan Adams Flytjandi: Ryan Adams

Capo á þriðja bandi

Dancin where the stars go blue Dancin where the evening fell Dancin in your wooden shoes In a wedding gown

Dancin out on 7th street Dancin through the under ground Dancin little Marionette Are you happy now

Where do you go when youre lonely? Where do you go when youre blue? Where do you go when youre lonely ? I'll follow you

When the stars go blue When the stars go blue When the stars go blue When the stars go blue

Laughing with your pretty mouth Laughing with your broken eyes Laughing with your lovers tongue In a Lullabye

Where do you go when youre lonely? Where do you go when youre blue? Where do you go when youre lonely? I'll follow you

When the stars go blue When the stars go blue When the stars go blue When the stars go blue

Stars go blue Stars go blue Stars go blue Stars go blue Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 294 Where The Streets Have No Name Höfundur lags: U2 Höfundur texta: Bono Flytjandi: U2

I want to run, I want to hide I want to tear down the walls that hold me inside I want to reach out And touch the flame Where the streets have no name

I want to feel, sunlight on my face See that dust cloud disappear without a trace I want to take shelter from the poison rain Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name

Were still building then burning down love, burning down love And when I go there I go there with you... its all I can do

The cities a flood and our love turns to rust Were beaten and blown by the wind trampled into dust Ill show you a place high on a desert plain Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name Where the streets have no name

Still building then burning down love Burning down love And when I go there I go there with you its all I can do

Our Love turns to rust Were beaten and blown by the wind, blown by the wind Ah When I see love, see our love turn to rust Were beaten and blown by the wind, blown by the wind Oh when I go there, I go there with you It's all I can do Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 295 While My Guitar Gently Weeps Höfundur lags: George Harrison Höfundur texta: George Harrison Flytjandi: The Beatles

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love

I don't know how someone controlled you They bought and sold you

I look at the world and I notice it's turning While my guitar gently weeps With every mistake we must surely be learning Still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how you were diverted You were perverted l too I don't know how you were inverted No one alerted lyou.

I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps

..Look at you all Still my guitar gently weeps Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 296 Whiskey in the jar Höfundur lags: Írskt þjóðlag Höfundur texta: Írskt þjóðlag Flytjandi: Metallica ásamt fleirum.

As I was goin' over But here I am in prison, the Cork and Kerry mountains here I am with a ball and chain yeah I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin' Musha ring dum a doo dum a da I first produced my pistol Whack for my daddy-o, Whack for my daddy-o and then produced my rapier There's whiskey in the jar-o I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o, Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me But the devil take that woman for you know she tricked me easy

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o, Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber Takin' my money with me and I never knew the danger For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy-o, Whack for my daddy-o There's whiskey in the jar-o

Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin' And some men like ta hear a cannon ball a roarin' Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 297 Who Wants To Live Forever? Höfundur lags: Brian May Höfundur texta: Brian May Flytjandi: Queen

There’s no time for us There’s no place for us What is this thing that fills our dreams Yet slips away from us?

There’s no chance for us It’s all decided for us This world has only one sweet moment Set aside for us.

Who wants to live forever? Who wants to live forever Oh, when love must die?

Touch my tears with your lips Touch my world with your fingertips And we can have forever And we can love forever Forever... Forever... Forever... is our today.

Who wants to live forever? Who wants to love forever? Who dares to love forever? Oh, Who waits forever anyway? Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 298 Who'll stop the rain Höfundur lags: John Fogherty Höfundur texta: John Fogherty Flytjandi: Creedence Clearwater Revival

Long as I remember, rain's been falling down clouds of mystery pourin', confusion on the ground.

Good men through the ages, tryin' to find the sun and I wonder still I wonder, who'll stop the rain.

I went down Virginia, seeking shelter from the storm Caught up in a fable watched the tower grow.

Five-year plans and New Deals, wrapped in golden chains, and I wonder still I wonder, who'll stop the rain.

Heard the singers' playing, how we cheered for more the crowd had rushed together, just tryin to keep warm.

Still the rain kept fallin', fallin on my ears and I wonder still I wonder, who'll stop the rain. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 299 Whole lotta love Höfundur lags: Robert Plant ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Robert Plant ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Led Zeppelin

Main guitar and bass frase

You need coolin, baby, I'm not foolin'. I'm gonna say it, yeah, go back to schoolin'. Way down inside, honey, you need it, I'm gonna give you my love, I'm gonna give you my love. Love Wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love.

You've been learnin', baby, I've been burning. All them good times, baby, I've been yearnin'. Way, way down inside, honey, you need it, I'm gonna give you my love, I'm gonna give you my love.

Wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love. You've been coolin', baby, I've been droolin'. All the good times, baby, I've been misusin'-a/Oh Way, way down inside, I'm gonna give ya my love/Ah, I'm gonna give ya every inch of my love/Ah. I'm gonna give you my love. Yes, alright, let's go/Ah

Wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love, wanna whole lotta love.

Way down inside woman, you need love.

Shake for me, girl I wanna be your backdoor man-a Hey, oh, hey, oh/Ahh Hey, oh, oooh Oh, oh, oh, oh Hoo-ma, ma, hey Keep a-coolin', baby A-keep a-coolin', baby A-keep a-coolin', baby Uh, keep a-coolin', baby, wuh, way-hoh, oo-ohh Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 300 Why does it always rain on me Höfundur lags: Fran Healy Höfundur texta: Fran Healy Flytjandi: Travis

I can't sleep tonight Everybody saying everything is alright Still I can't close my eyes I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights

Sunny days ooohh Where have you gone I get the strangest feeling you belong

Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen? Why does it always rain on me? Even when the sun is shining I can't avoid the lightning

I can't sleep tonight Everybody saying everything is alright Still I can't close my eyes I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights

Sunny days ooohh Where have you gone I get the strangest feeling you belong

Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen? Why does it always rain on me? Even when the sun is shining I can't avoid the lightning Oh, where did the good times go? And why is it raining so? It's so cold

Why does it always rain on me is it because I lied when I was seventeen Why does it always raaain on me ooohh Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 301 Wicked Game Höfundur lags: Chris Isaak Höfundur texta: Chris Isaak Flytjandi: Chris Isaak

World was on fire, no one could save me but you What strange world desire will make foolish people do I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

Now I want to fall in love Now I want to fall in love With you

What a wicked game to play to make me feel this way What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you What a wicked thing to say you never felt that way What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you

Now I want to fall in love Now I want to fall in love With you

World was on fire, no one could save me but you What strange world desire will make foolish people do I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

Now I want to fall in love Now I want to fall in love With you

Nobody loves no one Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 302 Wild World Höfundur lags: Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam) Höfundur texta: Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam) Flytjandi: Cat Stevens (Yusuf Islam)

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, laa, laa, la, La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, laa, laa, la, Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, laa, laa, la, It's hard to get by just upon a smile. Laaa, laaa. Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. And I'll always remember you like a child, girl. Now that I've lost everything to you, You say you wanna start something new, Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. And it's breakin' my heart you're leavin'. And it's hard to get by just upon a smile. Baby, I'm grievin'. Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. And I'll always remember you like a child, girl. But if you wanna leave, take good care. Hope you have a lot of nice things to wear, But then a lot of nice things turn bad out there.

Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. It's hard to get by just upon a smile. Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. I'll always remember you like a child, girl.

You know I've seen a lot of what the world can do. And it's breakin' my heart in two. Because I never wanna see you sad, girl. Don't be a bad girl.

But if you wanna leave, take good care. Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there, But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware - ware!

Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. It's hard to get by just upon a smile. Oh, baby, baby, it's a wild world. And I'll always remember you like a child, girl.

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, laa, laa, la, La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, laa, laa, la, La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, laa, laa, la, Laaa, laaa.

Baby I love you.

But if you wanna leave, take good care. Hope you make a lot of nice friends out there, But just remember there's a lot of bad and beware - ware. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 303 Wild horses Höfundur lags: Mick Jagger Höfundur texta: Keith Richards Flytjandi: The Rolling Stones

Childhood living is easy to do The things you wanted I bought them for you Graceless lady you know who I am You know I can’t let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain, Now you’ve decided to show me the same No sweeping exits or offstage lines Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away Wild, wild horses, couldn’t drag me away

I know I’ve dreamed you a sin and a lie, I have my freedom but I don’t have much time Faith has been broken, tears must be cried, Let’s do some living after we die

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day

Wild horses couldn’t drag me away Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 304 Wind of Change Höfundur lags: Klaus Meine Höfundur texta: Klaus Meine Flytjandi: Scorpions

I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Take me to the magic of the moment Listening to the wind of change On a glory night An August summer night Where the children of tomorrow Soldiers passing by share their dreams Listening to the wind of change With you and me

The world is closing in Take me to the magic of the moment Did you ever think On a glory night That we could be so close, like brothers Where the children of tomorrow The future's in the air dream away I can feel it everywhere In the wind of change Blowing with the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change

Walking down the street Distant memories Are buried in the past forever I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change

Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me

Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change

The wind of change blows straight Into the face of time Like a stormwind that will ring The freedom bell for peace of mind Let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 305 With Or Without You Höfundur lags: U2 Höfundur texta: U2 Flytjandi: U2

See the stone set in your eyes see the thorn twist in your side I wait .... for you

Sleight of hand and twist of fate, on a bed of nails she makes me wait And I wait .... without you

With or without you , with or without you

Through the storm we reach the shore, you give it all but I want more And I'm waiting for you

With or without you, with or without you, oh-oh, I can't live, with or without you And you give yourself away, and you give yourself away And you give, and you give and you give yourself away

My hands are tied, my body's bruised She's got me with, nothing to win And nothing left to lose

And you give yourself away, and you give yourself away And you give, and you give and you give yourself away With or without you, with or without you, oh-oh, I can't live, with or without you

Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh, Ohh Ohh With or without you, with or without you, oh-oh, I can't live, with or without you with or without you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 306 Wonderwall Höfundur lags: Noel Gallagher Höfundur texta: Noel Gallagher Flytjandi: Oasis

Capo á 2. bandi. Cause maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me? Today is gonna be the day that they're And after all gonna throw it back to you You're my wonder By now you should've somehow wall _ realized what you gottado I don't believe that anybody feels the way I said maybe You're gonna I do about you now be the one that saves me? You're gonna be the one that saves me? Backbeat the word is on the street that the You're gonna be the one that saves me? fire in your heart is out I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how

Cause maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me? And after all You're my wonder wall _

Today is gonna be the day but they'll never throw it back to you By now you should've somehow realized what you're not todo I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

And all the roads that lead you there are winding And all the lights that light the way are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how

Cause maybe you're gonna be the one that saves me? And after all You're my wonder wall _ Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 307 Words Höfundur lags: Bee Gees Höfundur texta: Bee Gees Flytjandi: Bee Gees

Smile an everlasting smile, A smile could bring you near to me Don't ever let me find you gone 'Cause that would bring a tear to me

This world has lost it's glory, Let's start a brand new story now, my love Right now there'll be no other time And I can show you how, my love

Talk in everlasting words And dedicate them all to me And I will give you all my life I'm here if you should call to me You think that I don't even mean A single word I say It's only words, and words are all I have To take your heart away

You think that I don't even mean A single word I say It's only words, and words are all I have To take your heart away It's only words, and words are all I have To take your heart away It's only words, and words are all I have To take your heart away Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 308 Yellow Höfundur lags: Coldplay Höfundur texta: Coldplay Flytjandi: Coldplay

Look at the stars, and all the things that you do. look how they shine for you and everything you do, yeah, they were all yellow.

I came along, I wrote a song for you and all the things you do, and it was called yellow.

So then I took my turn oh, what a thing to have done, and it was all yellow.

Your skin. Oh yeah, your skin and bones turn into something beautiful, and you know, you know I love you so, you know I love you so.

I swam across, I jumped across for you. Oh, what a thing to do, 'cos you were all yellow.

I drew a line, I drew a line for you. Oh, what a thing to do, and it was all yellow.

And your skin. Oh yeah, your skin and bones turn into something beautiful, and you know, for you I'd bleed myself dry, for you I'd bleed myself dry

It's true. Look how they shine for you, look how they shine for you, look how they shine for.

Look how they shine for you, look how they shine for you, look how they shine.

Look at the stars, look how they shine for you Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 309 Yfirgefinn Höfundur lags: Valdimar Guðmundsson Höfundur texta: Þorvaldur Halldórsson Flytjandi: Valdimar

Sit ég hér með sjálfum mér, langt frá þér. Minningar sem kvelja mig í huga mér. Týndur, dofinn, Ekkert á. Yfirgefinn, ekkert að sjá. Myrkrið svart það meiðir mig, stingur sárt. Þögnin er óbærilega há.

Ég heyri læti lalalalalæti, það eru læti lalalalalæti lalalalæti lalalalalæti, lalalalæti lalalalalæti.. Ó ég heyri læti lalalalalæti, það eru læti lalalalalæti lalalalæti lalalalalæti, það eru læti oohoóó..

Stjörnurnar á himnum minna á þig. Jörðin mætti alveg eins gleypa mig. Ég er týndur dofinn, hvar er ég? Yfirgefinn, langt frá þér.

Ég heyri læti lalalalalæti, það eru læti lalalalalæti lalalalæti lalalalalæti, lalalalæti lalalalalæti.. Ó ég heyri læti lalalalalæti, það eru læti lalalalalæti það eru læti lalalalalæti, lalalalæti lalalalalæti..

Týndur dofinn, finndu mig. Yfirgefinn, ég vil þig. Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 310 You Are So Beautiful Höfundur lags: Billy Preston ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Billy Preston ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Joe Cocker

Capo on 1st fret (for original key of G#)

You are so beautiful to me You are so beautiful to me Can't you see

You're everything I hoped for You're every thing I need You are so beautiful to me

You are so beautiful to me You are so beautiful to me Can't you see

You're everything I hoped for You're every thing I need You are so beautiful to me Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 311 You Can't Always Get What You Want Höfundur lags: Glee Cast

I saw her today at the reception A glass of wine in her hand I knew she was gonna meet her connection At her feet was her foot-loose man And you cant always get what you want Honey, you cant always get what you want You cant always get wat you want But if you try sometime, yeah, You just might find you get what you need We went down to demonstration to get out fair share of abuse Singing we gonna vent our frustration If we dont well blow a fifty amp fuse So, I went to the Chelsea Drugstore to get your prescription filled I was standing in line with my friend, Mr Jimmy And man did he look pretty ill We decide that we would have a soda My favority flavor was cherry red I sing this song to my friend Mr Jimmy And he said one word to me and that was dead And you cant always get what you want . I saw her today at the reception In her glass a bleeding man She was practised at the art of deception I could tell by her blood-stained hands And you cant always get what you want Honey, you cant always get what you want You cant always get wat you want But if you try sometime, yeah, You just might find you get what you need And you cant always get what you want . Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 312 You Give Me Something Höfundur lags: James Morrison Höfundur texta: James Morrison Flytjandi: James Morrison

You only stay with me in the morning You only hold me when I sleep I was meant to tread the water Now Ive gotten in too deep For every piece of me that wants you Another piece backs away

Coz you give me something that makes me scared alright this could be nothing but im willing to give it a try Please give me something coz some day I might know my heart

You only waited up for hours Just to spend a little time alone with me Like I said, ive never bought you flowers I cant work out what they need I never thought I'd love someone that was someones else's dream...

Coz you give me something that makes me scared alright this could be nothing but im willing to give it a try Please give me something coz some day I might call you from my heart But it might be a second too late The words that I could never say Are gonna come out anyway

Coz you give me something that makes me scared alright this could be nothing but im willing to give it a try Please give me something

Coz you give me something that makes me scared alright this could be nothing but im willing to give it a try Please give me something coz some day I might know my heart

Know my heart, know my heart, know my heart Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 313 You Shook Me All Night Long Höfundur lags: AC/DC Höfundur texta: AC/DC Flytjandi: AC/DC

She was a fast machine, she kept her motor clean She was the best damn woman I had ever seen She had the sightless eyes, telling me no lies Knockin' me out with those American thighs

Taking more than her share, had me fighting for air, She told me to come, but I was already there 'Cause the walls start shaking, the earth was quaking My mind was aching, and we were making it

And you shook me all night long And you shook me all night long

Working double time on the seduction line She was one of a kind, she's just mine, all mine She wanted no applause, just another course Made a meal out of me and came back for more

Had to cool me down to take another round, Now I'm back in the ring to take another swing. 'Cause the walls were shaking, the earth was quaking, My mind was aching, and we were making it.

And you shook me all night long And you shook me all night long And you shook me all night long And you shook me all night long Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 314 You Spin Me Round (Like a Record) Höfundur lags: Pete Burns ásamt fleirum. Höfundur texta: Mike Percy ásamt fleirum. Flytjandi: Dead or Alive

Yeah I, I got to know your name You spin me right round, baby Well and I, could trace your private number baby right round like a record, baby All I know is that to me Right round round round You look like you're lots of fun Open up your lovin' arms I want some Well I...I set my sights on you And I, I've got to have my way now, baby Well I...I set my sights on you All I know is that to me And I, I've got to have my way now, baby You look like you're havin' fun All I know is that to me Open up your lovin' arms You look like you're havin' fun Watch out, here I come Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby You spin me right round, baby Right round round round right round like a record, baby You spin me right round, baby Right round round round right round like a record, baby You spin me right round, baby Right round round round right round like a record, baby Right round round round

I, I got be your friend now, baby And I would like to move in just a little bit closer All I know is that to me You look like you're lots of fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby Right round round round You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby Right round round round

I want your love I want your love All I know is that to me You look like you're havin' fun Open up your lovin' arms Watch out, here I come

You spin me right round, baby right round like a record, baby Right round round round Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 315 You'll Never Walk Alone Höfundur lags: Richard Rodgers Höfundur texta: Oscar Hammerstein II Flytjandi: Gerry And The Pacemakers

When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark At the end of the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain Though your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 316 You’re So Vain Flytjandi: Carly Simon

You walked into the party Don't you? Don't you? Like you were walking onto a yacht Don't you? Don't you? Your hat strategically dipped, below one eye Your scarf it was apricot You had one eye in the mirror As, you watched yourself gavotte And all the girls dreamed that, they'd be your partner, They'd be your partner, and You're so vain; You probably think this song is about you You're so vain; I'll bet you think this song is about you Don't you? Don't you? You had me several years ago, When I was still quite naïve Well, you said that we made such a pretty pair, And that you would never leave But you gave away the things you loved, And one of them was me I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee, Clouds in my coffee, and You're so vain; You probably think this song is about you You're so vain; I'll bet you think this song is about you, Don't you? Don't you? I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee, Clouds in my coffee, and You're so vain; You probably think this song is about you You're so vain; I'll bet you think this song is about you, Don't you? Don't you? Well, I hear you went up to Saratoga, And your horse naturally won Then you flew your Lear jet up to Nova Scotia, To see the total eclipse of the sun Well, you're where you should be all the time, And when you're not, you're with; Some underworld spy or the wife of a close friend, Wife of a close friend, and You're so vain; You probably think this song is about you You're so vain; I'll bet you think this song is about you, Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 317 Ziggy Stardust Höfundur lags: David Bowie Höfundur texta: David Bowie Flytjandi: David Bowie

Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band

Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to hang Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.

So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls Just the beer light to guide us,

So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo The kids were just crass, he was the nazz With God given ass He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar

Making love to his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah

When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band.

Ziggy played guitar Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 318 Þórður Höfundur lags: Sverrir Stormsker Höfundur texta: Sverrir Stormsker Flytjandi: Sverrir Stormsker ásamt fleirum.

Hve sárt ég sakna þín, ég sit við legstein þinn og hugsa’ um horfna tíð, hjartans vinur minn.

Sú sannreynd sturlar mig að við sjáumst aldrei meir Þú gafst mér nýja sál, sál sem eitt sinn deyr.

Ó, hve sár var dauði þinn þú varst eini vinur minn einn ég stari’ í sortann inn með sorgardögg á kinn

Hve leið og laus við svör, er lífsins gönguför við leyndardómsins dyr, deyja mennirnir.

Ó, hve sár var dauði þinn þú varst eini vinur minn einn ég stari’ í sortann inn með sorgardögg á kinn

Ó, hve sár var dauði þinn þú varst eini vinur minn einn ég stari’ í sortann inn með sorgardögg á kinn Söngbók búin til á www.guitarparty.com Bls. 319 Þú ert mín Höfundur lags: Helgi Júlíus Óskarsson Höfundur texta: Helgi Júlíus Óskarsson Flytjandi: Valdimar Guðmundsson

Capo á 6. bandi

Leyfðu mér að horfa í augu þín svo djúp og skær frá þeim ástin skín ég vil bara vera einn með þér

Mér þér ég þrái að lifa lífinu það gefur tilgang okkar tilveru án þín ég veit ekki hvað biði mín

Ef þú hverfur mun ég leita þín um veröld alla því þú ert mín þú veist að þú getur á mig treyst

Góðir draumar segja sögur þær að við munum eignast stjörnur tvær ég veit þær munu skína og hreint og skært

Draumar framtíðinnar skyggnast í það var allt fallegt ég fagna því og veit að þú verður alltaf mín

Ef þú hverfur mun ég leita þín um veröld alla því þú ert mín þú veist að þú getur á mig treyst