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EADgbe
FBbEbabcf
F#BEac#f#
GCFbbdg
AbC#F#bebab
ADGcea
Eb7
EADgbe
AbC#F#bebab 4.fr
ADGcea
BbEbAbc#fbb
BEAdf#b
CFBbebgc
Abm
EADgbe
AbC#F#bebab 4.fr
ADGcea
BbEbAbc#fbb
BEAdf#b
CFBbebgc
C#m
EADgbe
AbC#F#bebab 4.fr
ADGcea
BbEbAbc#fbb
BEAdf#b
CFBbebgc
F#7
EADgbe
FBbEbabcf
F#BEac#f#
GCFbbdg
AbC#F#bebab
ADGcea
E
EADgbe
FBbEbabcf
F#BEac#f#
GCFbbdg
AbC#F#bebab
ADGcea
Ab
EADgbe
FBbEbabcf
F#BEac#f#
GCFbbdg
AbC#F#bebab
ADGcea
C#7
EADgbe
FBbEbabcf
F#BEac#f#
GCFbbdg
AbC#F#bebab
ADGcea
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Gunna var í sinni sveit



Eb7 
Gunna var í sinni sveit
Abm C#m 
saklaus prúð og undirleit,
F#7 
hláturmild en helst til feit,
en hvað er að fást um það.
Eb7 
Svo eitt haust kom mærin með
Abm C#m 
mjólkurbíl um leið og féð,
F#7 
henni var það hálft um geð,
en hvað er að fást um það.
           Eb7 
            Svo leigði hún sér kvistherbergi
           Ab 
            upp við Óðinstorg
           C#7 
            og úti fyrir blasti við
           F#7 Eb7 
            hin syndum spillta borg.
Eb7 
Engum bauð hún upp til sín
Abm C#m 
og aldrei hafði hún bragðað vín,
F#7 
horfði bara á heimsins grín,
en hvað er að fást um það.



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