Bohemian Rhapsody   -  Queen

Gm
Is this the real life
C
Is this just fantasy
F
Caught in a lens-light
   Bb
No escape from reality
Gm                   Bb                  D#
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
Cm                   F
I'm just a poor boy, I need no str_____
            B    Bb    A    Bb
Because I'm easy come, easy go
B      Bb    A      Bb
Little high, little low
D#         Bb          A7             F   
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me
   Bb
To me...

Bb         Gm
Mama, just killed a man
      Cm
Put a gun against his head
                            F
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Bb             Gm
Mama, life had just begun
    Cm               Cm/B       Cm/Bb  F/A  F/G# F/G
But now I've gone and thrown it all away

D#     D#/D  Cm
Mama, oooooo
       F            E   D#  D
Didn't mean to make you cry
   Bb                             D#
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
      D#/D      Cm
Carry on, carry on
      G#m            D#
As if nothing really matters


Too late.  My time has come
Sent 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, oooooo    (anyway the wind blows)
I don't wanna die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

	Solo

I see a little silouetto of the man
Scarabouch, scarabouch, will you do the fandango
Thunderbolts and lightning. Very, very freightning deed
Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo
Gallileo, Figaro  a difficuuuuuuuauaua

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy, from a poor familiy
Spare him his life ....(????)
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
(???)..Nooo, we will not let you go  - let him go
(???)..we will not let you go  - let him go
(???)..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 o o o o o o 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Oh, mama-mia, mama-mia
Mama-mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for meeeeee

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oooh, babe.  Can't do this to me, babe
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right out of here

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters...  ...to me

Anyway the wind blows.....