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Gm
Gm Is this the real life?
C Is this just fantasy?
F7 Caught in a landslide,
Bb No escape from reality.
Gm Open your eyes,
Bb7 Look up to the skies and Eb see,
Cm I'm just a poor boy, F I need no sympathy,
Because B I'm easy Bb come, A easy Bb go,
B Little Bb high, A little Bb low,
Eb Any way the Bb wind blows
Bbdim doesn't really F7 matter to me, Bb6 to me.
Bb6 Mama, just Gm9 killed a man,
Put a Cm gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he's F dead.
Bb6 Mama, life had Gm9 just begun,
But Cm7 now I've gone and Cmmaj7thrown it all F away.
Eb Mama, Gm7 Cm ooh,
Didn't Ab mean to make you cry,
If Bb I'm not back Bb7 again this time Eb tomorrow,
Carry Gm7 on, carry Cm7 on as if Abm7 nothing really Eb matters.
Bb6 Too late, my Gm9 time has come,
Sends Cm shivers down my spine,
Body's aching all the F time.
Bb6 Goodbye, everybody, I've Gm9 got to go,
Gotta Cm7 leave you Cmmaj7all behind and face the F truth.
Eb Mama, Gm7 Cm ooh (any way the wind blows),
I Ab6 don't wanna die,
I Bb sometimes Bb7 wish I'd never been born at Eb all.
Gm7 Cm Ab6 Bb Bb
Eb Bb Cm Fm7 Bb Bb Eb
Eb Mama, Gm7 Cm ooh (any way the wind blows),
I Ab6 don't wanna die,
I Bb sometimes Bb7 wish I'd never been born at Ab all. Abm6 Eb
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