Fru Johnsen Chords by Grete Bogen

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And next to it stood the young Sven, they foster poor daughters, the dicks themselves _ _ _
_ [E] They have everything for short-sleeved shirts, and they say in poor moments about drinking beer _ _ _
They [B] must come to a meeting, it is now in the evening in the city of Bedefus _ _ _ _ _
We [E] must take daughters, dicks from the kids [F#] to their _ [B] grandmothers
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_ [C] seven o'clock in the evening a meeting started, and with not so small a door _ _ _ _
And [F] right in the hall came the young Sven, dressed in mini-shirts and motifs _ _ _ _
First [C] she reached the pointy chair, turned around and looked at the full room _ _ _ _
And [F] I said, I have something to say to [G] you, you, the mother [C] _ of the city _ _ _
There on the first bench, built of slag, _ he was on my door several times _ _ _
And [F] the mother of the city was alone when he thought, go and ask them how they are _ _
And the [C] secretary where it stood, they dared to say, full of hundreds of letters _ _ _ _ _
And if [F] they travel, they have the authority [G] to say how many drinks they [C] have had
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[A#] And [C#] dear passengers and all the people who stand in the corner before the mother of the city _ _ _ _
It was [F#] probably all too wine on the bottles, as you were on the way _ yesterday _ _ _
And [C#] from that room I hear that I do not speak to you _ _ _ _
Because by [F#] my kitchen edge is louder [G#] than the sky, and it never [C#] comes _ late _ _
Yes, in that way I thought I knew, because I was in the same place _ _ _
And the [F#] mother of the city hit the door, [G#] and said, go and ask [C#] your mother _ _ _ _ _
And [F#] the mother of the city _ [G#] hit the door, _ [C#] _ and said, go and ask your mother _ _
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