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Bohemian Rhapsody: (Juego en Traste 8) (Posición de C)

Bohemian Rhapsody is a song that tells a story through its lyrics. It describes unexpected life events like being caught in a landslide and facing the reality of death. The lyrics reference killing a man with a gun and dealing with the consequences of one's actions. Throughout the song, the protagonist questions whether anything really matters and wishes they had never been born at all.

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Bohemian Rhapsody: (Juego en Traste 8) (Posición de C)

Bohemian Rhapsody is a song that tells a story through its lyrics. It describes unexpected life events like being caught in a landslide and facing the reality of death. The lyrics reference killing a man with a gun and dealing with the consequences of one's actions. Throughout the song, the protagonist questions whether anything really matters and wishes they had never been born at all.

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Bohemian Rhapsody

Em7/G A7
Is this the real life Is this just fantasy
D7 G (bajando por Am)
Caught in a landslide No escape from reality
Em G7 C (juego en traste 8)
Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see
Am Dsus4 (posición de C)
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
G/G# G# G F# G G# G F# G
Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low,
C G/B Bbdim7 D7/F# G
Any way the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

G Em
Mama, just killed a man,
Am D
Put a gun against his head, Pulled my trigger, now he's dead,
G Em
Mama, life had just begun,
Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F# Am/F Am/E
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
C G Am Dm Dm/C# Dm/C
Mama ooooooh, didn't mean to make you cry
G C
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
G Am Fm C (juego completo en traste 8)
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

G Em
Too late, my time has come,
Am D
Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time,
G Em
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Am Am/G# Am/G Am/F# Am/F Am/E
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
C G Am Dm Dm/C# Dm/C G7/B
Mama ooooooh I don't want to die,
G C
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all (2:06)

| C - G | Am | Dm | G | C - G | Am | Dm - Dm/C# - Dm/C | Bb Bb A G# G | F# |

B F# F F# B F# F
I see a little silhouetto of a man,
F# B F# B F# F F# B F#
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
A# F A C#7 F#
Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me

Galileo, Galileo | Galileo, Galileo | Galileo, Figaro – Magnifico


G# G F# G G# G F# G
I'm just a poor boy, no-body loves me.
F C Cdim C F C Cdim C
He's just a poor boy from a poor fami-ly.
F C/E D G F C/E D#dim Dm7
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
G# G F# G G# G F#
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?

G C G C G
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (let him go)
G C G
Bismillah! never let you go (let him go)
G C G G G
Bismillah! never let you go (let me go) Never let you go (let me go)
G D#7
Never never never let me go.

G#m F# B A# D# G C N.C.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh, mama mia, mama mia

C G C F B7 Em G
Mama mia, let me go. Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me,

G C G Bb
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
G C F
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Dm G Dm G
Oh, baby - can't do this to me, baby
Dm G Dm G C
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

|(C) | C | C | D | N.C.|
| Ab | F | G | G | G |
| C G | Am E Am | E Am G C | B Em | F C |

Am Em Am Em
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Am Fm F/G C
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me,

|(C) F/C | C Cdim | | G/B Gm/Bb | A Bbdim | A A7 D |

G D/F# Ddim/F Em7 D


Any way the wind blows ...

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