Mama chords by Queen

Intro
(slowly)
 Bb6                         C7         Bb6      C7
Is this the real life?  Is this just fantasy?

   F7           Cm7        F7             Bb           Cm7       Bb
Caught in a land - slide, no escape from re - ality.

 Gm                      Bb7                     Eb
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.

 Cm                       F7
 I'm just a poor boy,   I need no sympathy, because I'm

 B      Bb       A      Bb     B        Bb       A        Bb
Easy come, easy go, little high, little low.

 Eb            Bb/D          C#               F/C          F             Bb
Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to__    me.


Verse
 Bb                Gm                     Cm
Mama      just killed a man, put a gun against his head,

           Cm/F                   F
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead.

 Bb                    Gm                 Cm7
Mama,     life had just begun, but now I've gone and

 B+           Eb/Bb              F/A          Fm/Ab
Thrown it all      a - way.

 Eb       Bb/D           Cm            Fm
Mama, ooh            didn't mean to make you cry.

    Bb                                Eb                  Bb/D             Cm
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, car - ry on, car - ry on

       Abm                Eb             Ab      Eb      Eb      Fm7       Bb
As if nothing really matters.


Verse 2:
Too late,      my time has come, sends shivers down my spine,
body's aching all the time.
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, gotta leave you all
behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh       I don't want to die,

   Bb                                         Eb
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

(4/4 beat)
Bb/D      Cm    Fm    Bb7   Eb   Gm/D      Cm    Fm    Db   Db/Cb       Bbm

Verse 3
(faster)
 A    D   A       A          A             D         A      A
   I see a lit - tle sil - hou - et - to of a man.

 A             D        A             D        A          A        A       D       A
Scar - a - mouche, Scar - a - mouche, will you do the Fan - dan - go?

 Db/Ab                Ab           C/G           E             A
Thunderbolt and lightning very, very fright'ning me.

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 B     Bb        A      Bb         B      Bb         A       Bb
I'm just a poor boy and no - bod - y loves me.

 Ab      Eb        Eb      Eb     Ab        Eb      Eb           Eb
He's just a poor boy from a poor fam - i - ly.

 Ab               Eb/G                F                   Bb
Spare him his life from this mon - stros - i - ty.

Ab  Eb/G      F#   Fm7
 B      Bb       A      Bb     B          Bb        A      Bb       Eb
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?  Bis - mil - lah!

     Bb                       Eb
No, we will not let you go. - Let him go!  Bismillah!

 Bb                       Eb                Bb
We will not let you go. - Let him go!  Bismillah!  We will not let you go. - Let me go.

Will not let you go. - Let me go.  Will not let you go. - Let me go.

 Gb7
Ahhhhhhhhh

 Bm     A     D     Db     Gb     Bb     Eb
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.(No chords) Oh mama mia, mama mia,

 Eb                  Bb           Eb           Ab           D            Gm          Bb
Mama mia, let me go.  Be - el - ze - bub has a devil put aside for me,

for me,       for me.

Eb  F7

 Bb7           Eb/Bb               Bb              Eb            Bb             Db
   So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.

 Bb7           Eb/Bb               Bb             Eb             Ab
   So you think you can love me and leave me to die.

 Fm            Bb           Fm                          Bb
Oh,        baby,        can't do this to me,  baby.

 Fm7                Bb      Fm7                Bb             Eb              Bb7
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

(slowly, a tempo)
Eb  Bb/D      Cm  G  Cm  G7  Cm  Bb7  Eb  D  Gm  Ab  Eb
  Cm               Gm          Cm            Gm
Nothing really matters, anyone can see.

  Cm               Abm           Eb   Ab/Eb
Nothing really matters, n

Eb  Eb   Bb/D       Bbm/Db      C7  C7-9  C7  F
 Bb       F         Ab      Gm7
Any - way the wind blows.

End on F