Blues Fra Oslo Ø by Odd Børretzen ǀ Lars Martin Myhre Chords
Tempo:
61.275 bpm
Chords used:
Am
D
C
G
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [D] [G] [A] [Am]
[Dm] [G] [Am] [E] [Am]
[D] [E] [C] [C] [Am]
[D] [E] [G] [A] [Am]
[C] I [D] heard a blues [G] before I knew it was [A] something called [D] blues.
[Am] [D] [G] [C] [Am] I [D] heard a blues.
[Bm] A day and a night with [C] blues and snow I heard a [Am] blues.
A day during the war.
[Dm] Oslo [E] island.
[G] I [A] heard a blues.
[D] [E] Oslo island in the winter.
Was not [D] only the [Am] coldest railway station in the world.
Oslo island [D] in the winter 1942 was [G] the coldest place in [Am] the world.
The cold from Dovre came down to [D] Gudsbrandstarn.
Sucked [E] frost over the environment and the whole [D] winter of war [Am] ran from Mjølnsaker and followed to [D] Grorudalen.
And the path through [E] the old town was [G] like an ice [A] cold island around the frosty [Am] journey.
[Dm] [G] That [Am] time I thought that everything, [D] everything [Am] would be [Dm] [G] as it always [C] had been.
[D] [C] That [D] old people were born old [E] people.
That the [C] war was a fox.
I knew that spring never [D] came.
I [Am] knew about blues without knowing that it was [D] blues I knew about.
[Dm] [E] [G] But I [A] knew about blues.
[Dm] [Am]
[Bb] [Dm] [G] [Am] [C]
[D] [Bb] In 1942 [C] [A] I did not remember anything [C] about how the world and life had [Bm] been before the war.
And I [Dm] thought that the war would be eternal.
[E] That's how the world was and that's how [Am] Oslo was and that's how it should always be.
That Germans with leather [Dm] jackets and paper [G] faces always [E] would be there in the streets.
And that the [C] cold weather would [C] be as cold as it was in [Am] the winter of [F] 1942.
[G] [Em] And that spring would [Am] never come.
[D] And that's when I heard a afternoon of Oslo.
[E] What was perhaps my [D] first blues.
I [C] mean, there was no one [Gb] playing.
I saw my [Dm] first blues on the wall of [E] Dovre.
Gentlemen, [D] downstairs, under [Am] the baron's house.
It said [Dm] there.
Arbor [G] sound, [Am] Kjæne sound, and [Dm] twenty-five ears to shit.
It said, [B] written with a pencil, and I [Am] heard it.
[Bm] A [Am] hopeless song, perhaps, [D] as soundless down there by [G] a pale white egg from the farm [C] waiting for the train home.
[F] A white egg from [G] the farm who [Dm] knew that this was [E] his life.
And that's how [Am] his life should always be.
[D]
[Am] [F] [Am] Arbor [Em] sound, [B] Kjæne [Am] sound, [E] and twenty-five ears to [Dm] shit.
[C] [B] [Am]
[A] [E] [Bb] [Am] [F]
[G] [D] [E] And [Em] [Am]
[F] [E] sit in an ice [C]-cold, wet [Gm] room and know that [C] everything costs to stand in the cold in [Dm] December 1942.
[C] And know [G] that it costs [Abm] God a lot of money [Am] to go to Dovre's blues.
[F] And stand in the [E] coldest place in the world [D] and wait there.
[C] And stand the rest of your [Gb] life on Oslo [D] Island and wait for the alder lady who comes and [E] knows that it's winter [G] and you'll never [A] be the same again.
[B] I [Am] loved my blues.
[D] I heard a blues before [G] I knew [A] that there was something called blues.
[Am]
[Dm] [G] [Am] A blues.
[G] [Am] [C] I [Dm] heard a blues, a [E] blue-green [D] day with blue [C]-green snow.
[Am] I heard a blues, a day in the war [D] on Oslo [Dm] Island.
[E] [B] I heard [D] a blues.
[Am] [A] [N]
[Dm] [G] [Am] [E] [Am]
[D] [E] [C] [C] [Am]
[D] [E] [G] [A] [Am]
[C] I [D] heard a blues [G] before I knew it was [A] something called [D] blues.
[Am] [D] [G] [C] [Am] I [D] heard a blues.
[Bm] A day and a night with [C] blues and snow I heard a [Am] blues.
A day during the war.
[Dm] Oslo [E] island.
[G] I [A] heard a blues.
[D] [E] Oslo island in the winter.
Was not [D] only the [Am] coldest railway station in the world.
Oslo island [D] in the winter 1942 was [G] the coldest place in [Am] the world.
The cold from Dovre came down to [D] Gudsbrandstarn.
Sucked [E] frost over the environment and the whole [D] winter of war [Am] ran from Mjølnsaker and followed to [D] Grorudalen.
And the path through [E] the old town was [G] like an ice [A] cold island around the frosty [Am] journey.
[Dm] [G] That [Am] time I thought that everything, [D] everything [Am] would be [Dm] [G] as it always [C] had been.
[D] [C] That [D] old people were born old [E] people.
That the [C] war was a fox.
I knew that spring never [D] came.
I [Am] knew about blues without knowing that it was [D] blues I knew about.
[Dm] [E] [G] But I [A] knew about blues.
[Dm] [Am]
[Bb] [Dm] [G] [Am] [C]
[D] [Bb] In 1942 [C] [A] I did not remember anything [C] about how the world and life had [Bm] been before the war.
And I [Dm] thought that the war would be eternal.
[E] That's how the world was and that's how [Am] Oslo was and that's how it should always be.
That Germans with leather [Dm] jackets and paper [G] faces always [E] would be there in the streets.
And that the [C] cold weather would [C] be as cold as it was in [Am] the winter of [F] 1942.
[G] [Em] And that spring would [Am] never come.
[D] And that's when I heard a afternoon of Oslo.
[E] What was perhaps my [D] first blues.
I [C] mean, there was no one [Gb] playing.
I saw my [Dm] first blues on the wall of [E] Dovre.
Gentlemen, [D] downstairs, under [Am] the baron's house.
It said [Dm] there.
Arbor [G] sound, [Am] Kjæne sound, and [Dm] twenty-five ears to shit.
It said, [B] written with a pencil, and I [Am] heard it.
[Bm] A [Am] hopeless song, perhaps, [D] as soundless down there by [G] a pale white egg from the farm [C] waiting for the train home.
[F] A white egg from [G] the farm who [Dm] knew that this was [E] his life.
And that's how [Am] his life should always be.
[D]
[Am] [F] [Am] Arbor [Em] sound, [B] Kjæne [Am] sound, [E] and twenty-five ears to [Dm] shit.
[C] [B] [Am]
[A] [E] [Bb] [Am] [F]
[G] [D] [E] And [Em] [Am]
[F] [E] sit in an ice [C]-cold, wet [Gm] room and know that [C] everything costs to stand in the cold in [Dm] December 1942.
[C] And know [G] that it costs [Abm] God a lot of money [Am] to go to Dovre's blues.
[F] And stand in the [E] coldest place in the world [D] and wait there.
[C] And stand the rest of your [Gb] life on Oslo [D] Island and wait for the alder lady who comes and [E] knows that it's winter [G] and you'll never [A] be the same again.
[B] I [Am] loved my blues.
[D] I heard a blues before [G] I knew [A] that there was something called blues.
[Am]
[Dm] [G] [Am] A blues.
[G] [Am] [C] I [Dm] heard a blues, a [E] blue-green [D] day with blue [C]-green snow.
[Am] I heard a blues, a day in the war [D] on Oslo [Dm] Island.
[E] [B] I heard [D] a blues.
[Am] [A] [N]
Key:
Am
D
C
G
E
Am
D
C
[C] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [A] _ _ [Am] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ [E] _ [Am] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ [C] _ [Am] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ [G] _ [A] _ _ [Am]
[C] I [D] heard a blues [G] before I knew it was [A] something called [D] blues. _
[Am] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ [C] _ [Am] _ I [D] heard a blues.
[Bm] A day and a night with [C] blues and snow I heard a [Am] blues.
A day during the war.
[Dm] Oslo [E] island.
[G] I [A] heard a blues. _
[D] _ _ [E] Oslo island in the winter.
Was not [D] only the [Am] coldest railway station in the world.
Oslo island [D] in the winter 1942 was [G] the coldest place in [Am] the world.
The cold from Dovre came down to [D] Gudsbrandstarn.
Sucked [E] frost over the environment and the whole [D] winter of war [Am] ran from Mjølnsaker and followed to [D] Grorudalen.
And the path through [E] the old town was [G] like an ice [A] cold island around the frosty [Am] journey.
_ _ [Dm] _ [G] That [Am] time I thought that everything, [D] everything [Am] would be _ [Dm] [G] as it always [C] had been. _
[D] [C] That [D] old people were born old [E] people.
That the [C] war was a fox.
I knew that spring never [D] came.
I [Am] knew about blues without knowing that it was [D] blues I knew about.
[Dm] _ [E] [G] But I [A] knew about blues.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ [C] _
_ [D] [Bb] In 1942 [C] [A] I did not remember anything [C] about how the world and life had [Bm] been before the war.
And I [Dm] thought that the war would be eternal.
[E] That's how the world was and that's how [Am] Oslo was and that's how it should always be.
That Germans with leather [Dm] jackets and paper [G] faces always [E] would be there in the streets.
And that the [C] cold weather would [C] be as cold as it was in [Am] the winter of [F] 1942.
[G] [Em] And that spring would [Am] never come. _
[D] And that's when I heard a afternoon of Oslo.
[E] What was perhaps my [D] first blues.
I [C] mean, there was no one [Gb] playing.
I saw my [Dm] first blues on the wall of [E] Dovre.
Gentlemen, [D] downstairs, under [Am] the baron's house.
It said [Dm] there.
Arbor [G] sound, [Am] Kjæne sound, and [Dm] twenty-five ears to shit.
It said, [B] written with a pencil, and I [Am] heard it.
[Bm] A [Am] hopeless song, perhaps, [D] as soundless down there by [G] a pale white egg from the farm [C] waiting for the train home.
[F] A white egg from [G] the farm who [Dm] knew that this was [E] his life.
And that's how [Am] his life should always be.
[D] _
[Am] _ [F] [Am] Arbor [Em] sound, [B] Kjæne [Am] sound, [E] and twenty-five ears to [Dm] shit.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ [Am] _
[A] _ _ [E] _ [Bb] _ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _
[G] _ [D] [E] And [Em] _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F] _ [E] sit in an ice [C]-cold, wet [Gm] room and know that [C] everything costs to stand in the cold in [Dm] December 1942.
[C] And know [G] that it costs [Abm] God a lot of money [Am] to go to Dovre's blues. _
[F] And stand in the [E] coldest place in the world [D] and wait there.
[C] And stand the rest of your [Gb] life on Oslo [D] Island and wait for the alder lady who comes and [E] knows that it's winter [G] and you'll never [A] be the same again.
[B] I [Am] loved my blues.
[D] I heard a blues before [G] I knew [A] that there was something called blues.
[Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] [Am] A blues.
[G] _ [Am] [C] I [Dm] heard a blues, a [E] blue-green [D] day with blue [C]-green snow.
[Am] I heard a blues, a day in the war [D] on Oslo [Dm] Island.
[E] [B] I heard [D] a blues.
_ [Am] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ [E] _ [Am] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ [C] _ [Am] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ [G] _ [A] _ _ [Am]
[C] I [D] heard a blues [G] before I knew it was [A] something called [D] blues. _
[Am] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ [C] _ [Am] _ I [D] heard a blues.
[Bm] A day and a night with [C] blues and snow I heard a [Am] blues.
A day during the war.
[Dm] Oslo [E] island.
[G] I [A] heard a blues. _
[D] _ _ [E] Oslo island in the winter.
Was not [D] only the [Am] coldest railway station in the world.
Oslo island [D] in the winter 1942 was [G] the coldest place in [Am] the world.
The cold from Dovre came down to [D] Gudsbrandstarn.
Sucked [E] frost over the environment and the whole [D] winter of war [Am] ran from Mjølnsaker and followed to [D] Grorudalen.
And the path through [E] the old town was [G] like an ice [A] cold island around the frosty [Am] journey.
_ _ [Dm] _ [G] That [Am] time I thought that everything, [D] everything [Am] would be _ [Dm] [G] as it always [C] had been. _
[D] [C] That [D] old people were born old [E] people.
That the [C] war was a fox.
I knew that spring never [D] came.
I [Am] knew about blues without knowing that it was [D] blues I knew about.
[Dm] _ [E] [G] But I [A] knew about blues.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ [Dm] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ [C] _
_ [D] [Bb] In 1942 [C] [A] I did not remember anything [C] about how the world and life had [Bm] been before the war.
And I [Dm] thought that the war would be eternal.
[E] That's how the world was and that's how [Am] Oslo was and that's how it should always be.
That Germans with leather [Dm] jackets and paper [G] faces always [E] would be there in the streets.
And that the [C] cold weather would [C] be as cold as it was in [Am] the winter of [F] 1942.
[G] [Em] And that spring would [Am] never come. _
[D] And that's when I heard a afternoon of Oslo.
[E] What was perhaps my [D] first blues.
I [C] mean, there was no one [Gb] playing.
I saw my [Dm] first blues on the wall of [E] Dovre.
Gentlemen, [D] downstairs, under [Am] the baron's house.
It said [Dm] there.
Arbor [G] sound, [Am] Kjæne sound, and [Dm] twenty-five ears to shit.
It said, [B] written with a pencil, and I [Am] heard it.
[Bm] A [Am] hopeless song, perhaps, [D] as soundless down there by [G] a pale white egg from the farm [C] waiting for the train home.
[F] A white egg from [G] the farm who [Dm] knew that this was [E] his life.
And that's how [Am] his life should always be.
[D] _
[Am] _ [F] [Am] Arbor [Em] sound, [B] Kjæne [Am] sound, [E] and twenty-five ears to [Dm] shit.
_ _ [C] _ _ _ [B] _ [Am] _
[A] _ _ [E] _ [Bb] _ [Am] _ _ [F] _ _
[G] _ [D] [E] And [Em] _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[F] _ [E] sit in an ice [C]-cold, wet [Gm] room and know that [C] everything costs to stand in the cold in [Dm] December 1942.
[C] And know [G] that it costs [Abm] God a lot of money [Am] to go to Dovre's blues. _
[F] And stand in the [E] coldest place in the world [D] and wait there.
[C] And stand the rest of your [Gb] life on Oslo [D] Island and wait for the alder lady who comes and [E] knows that it's winter [G] and you'll never [A] be the same again.
[B] I [Am] loved my blues.
[D] I heard a blues before [G] I knew [A] that there was something called blues.
[Am] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [G] [Am] A blues.
[G] _ [Am] [C] I [Dm] heard a blues, a [E] blue-green [D] day with blue [C]-green snow.
[Am] I heard a blues, a day in the war [D] on Oslo [Dm] Island.
[E] [B] I heard [D] a blues.
_ [Am] _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _