The official 1998 Midsommar songbook!

Thanks to Staffan who took the effort and created this songbook with guitar cords:

Blowin' in the wind
Da Doo Ron Ron
Lumberjack song
Öppna landskap
Streets of London

Blowin´ in the wind (Sasha's favorite)

G        C            G        Em
How many roads must a man walk down
G           C          D
before they call him a man?
G        C           G          Em
How many seas must a white dove sail
G          C             D
before she sleeps in the sand?
G        C              G            Em
How many times must the cannon balls fly
G              C       D
before they´re forever banned?

    C         D
The answer my friend,
   G              Em
is blowin´ in the wind.
    C         D              G
The answer is blowin´ in the wind.

G        C            G        Em
How many years must a mountain exist
G            C             D
before it is washed to the sea?
G        C              G      Em
How many years can some people exist
G              C             D
before they´re allowed to be free?
G        C           G            Em
How many times can a man turn his head
G                C               D
and pretend that he just doesn´t see?

    C         D
The answer my friend,
   G              Em
is blowin´ in the wind.
    C         D              G
The answer is blowin´ in the wind.

G        C            G        Em
How many times must a man look up
G             C       D
before he can see the sky?
G        C         G       Em
How many ears must one man have
G             C           D
before he can hear people cry?
G        C              G           Em
How many deaths will it take til he knows
G             C           D
that too many people have died?

       C         D
|: The answer my friend,
   G              Em
is blowin´ in the wind.
    C         D              G
The answer is blowin´ in the wind. :|

Da Doo Ron Ron

     D                          G
|: I met her on a monday and my heart stod still
   A                  D
Da doo ron ron ron da doo ron ron. :|
D         G                  D          A
Yeah*, my heart stood still. Yeah*, her name was Gill.
D          G
And when I walked her home
   A                  D
da doo ron ron ron da doo ron ron.

D                                G
I knew what she was doing when she caught my eye.
   A                  D
Da doo ron ron ron Da doo ron ron
    D                   G
She looked so quiet but my oh my
   A                  D
Da doo ron ron ron Da doo ron ron
D         G              D         A
Yeah* she caught my eye. Yeah* but my oh my.
D          G
And when I walked her home
   A                  D
Da doo ron ron ron Da doo ron ron

D                              G
I picked her up at seven and she looked so fine.
   A                  D
Da doo ron ron ron Da doo ron ron
D                      G
Someday soon I´m gonna make her mine
   A                  D
Da doo ron ron ron Da doo ron ron
D         G               D               A
Yeah* she looked so fine. Yeah* I´m goona make her mine.
D          G
And when I walked her home
   A                  D
Da doo ron ron ron Da doo ron ron

*) Uttalas starkt väsande

Lumberjack song

(The leader song shall be performed with french accent)

>>Leader:
D G
I?m a lumberjack and I?m O.K
A D
I sleep all night and I work all day

>>Mounties:

D G
He?s a lumberjack and he?s O.K
A D
He sleeps all night and he works all day

>>Leader:
D                 G
I cut down trees, I eat my lunch
A             D
I go to the lavatory
   D              G
On Wednesday I go shopping
         A                   D
And have buttered scones for tea

>>Mounties:
   D                   G
He cuts down trees, He eats his lunch
   A               D
He goes to the lavatory
   D                 G
On Wednesday he goes shopping
        A                   D
And has buttered scones for tea
D                     G
He?s a lumberjack and he?s O.K
   A                       D
He sleeps all night and he works all day

>>Leader:
D                 G
I cut down trees, I skip and jump
A                  D
I like to press wild flowers
D              G
I put on women?s clothing
    A              D
And hang around in bars

>>Mounties:
   D                   G
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps
   A                   D
He likes to press wild flowers
   D               G
He puts on women?s clothing
    A               D
And hangs around in bars
D                     G
He?s a lumberjack and he?s O.K
   A                       D
He sleeps all night and he works all day

>>Leader:
D                 G
I cut down trees, I wear high heels
    A            D
Suspenders and a bra
D               G
I wish I?d been a girlie
     A            D
Just like my dear Papa

>>Mounties:
   D                   G
He cuts down trees, he wears high heels (spoken rather than sung)
    A                  D
Suspenders ..... and a bra?
         D               (just keep on playing)
That?s shocking, etc.

That?s rude...tuttut. . . tut...tut

Öppna landskap (Mikael's favorite)

(Ulf Lundell)

          C      G     C
Jag trivs bäst i öppna landskap
     F     G        C
nära havet vill jag bo
      C   G      C
några månader om året
       F      G      C
så att själen kan få ro.
          C      G     C
Jag trivs bäst i öppna landskap
    F     G      C
där vindarna får fart.
    C     G       C
Där lärkorna står högt i skyn
    F       G    C
och sjunger underbart.
    G                C
Där bränner jag mitt brännvin själv
    F       G     C
och kryddar med Johannesört
    G               C
och dricker det med välbehag
     Dm       C       G
till sill och hembakt vört.
          C      G     C
Jag trivs bäst i öppna landskap
     F     G        C
nära havet vill jag bo.

Jag trivs bäst i fred och frihet
för både kropp och själ.
Ingen kommer i min närhet
som stänger in och stjäl.
Jag trivs bäst när dagen bräcker
när fälten fylls av ljus.
När tuppen gal på avstånd
när det är långt till närmsta hus
Men ändå så pass nära
att en tyst och stilla natt
när man sitter under stjärnorna
kan höra festens skratt.
Jag trivs bäst i fred och frihet
för både kropp och själ.

Jag trivs bäst när havet svallar
och måsarna ger skri.
När stranden fylls av snäckskal
med havsmusik uti.
När det klara och det enkla
får råda som det vill.
När ja är ja och nej är nej
och tvivlet tiger still.
Då binder jag en krans av löv
och lägger den vid närmsta sten
där runor ristats för vår skull
nån gång för länge sen.
Jag trivs bäst när havet svallar
och måsarna ger skri.

Streets of London

C                 G
Have you seen the old man
       Am          Em
in the closed down market,
F          C
kicking up papers
         Dm       G
with his worn out shoes?
C               G
In his eyes you see no pride
Am                Em
hand held loosely by his side,
F          C
yesterdays paper telling
G          C
yesterdays news.

   F           C              G   C
So how can you tell me you´re lonely
    Dm                             G
and say for you that the sun don´t shine.
C           G
Let me take by the hand
    Am                   Em
and lead you through the streets of London.
F             C
I´ll show you something,
   G                    C
to make you change your mind.

Have you seen the old girl
who walks the streets of London,
dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags.
She´s no time for talkin´
she just keeps right on walkin´
carrying her home in two carrier bags.

So how can you...

In the alnight cafe
at a quarter past eleven,
same old man sitting there on his own.
Looking at the world
over the rim of his tea-cup
each tea lasts an hour
and he wanders home alone?

So how can you...

Have you seen the old man
outside the seaman´s mission
memory fading with the medal ribbons
that he wears?
In our winter city
the rain cries a little pity.
For one more forgotten hero
and a world that doesn´t care?

So how can you...