Ray Thomas - Hey Mama Life

      

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 Hey Mama Life (Ray Thomas)
 
  D        A               G         A 
 Hey, hey mama life, is a lonely time
 
        D         A                 G        A 
 For a man, who drinks his whisky, by the jar
 
        D               A                  G        A    
 Now I do believe, the life I lead, won't get me very far
 
 F#m                                 Bm          
  I was once told, the streets were paved in gold
 
 Em                 Asus4          A 
  Now I know them for what they are
 
  D        A                 G          A 
 Hey, hey mama life, has a sweeter sound
 
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 For a man, who lives his life, for his dream
 
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 Yet he must be aware, there are those who care
 
          G                    A      
 And of those who would bring him down
 
 F#m           Bm                        Em                        Asus4 A 
 Separate trust, from your cut and thrust, the truth can still be found
 
           Bm       F#m      Bm                        Em      
 For the crossroads of your life, will lead you almost anywhere
 
         A          
 You'll see tomorrow
 
 Bm     F#m        Bm                          Em      A 
  Your castles in the air, they were never really there
 
            D          F#m          Bm                 D 
 Take the pride from a man, you're left without a meaning
 
 G                       F#m              Em 
  Take the wings from a bird, how can it fly
 
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 Give him hope, give him trust, and a little understanding
 
           G            F#m         Em       
 Give him back his pride, you'll be satisfied
 
  D    A    G    A       
 (Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh...) x3
 
 D    A    G     G G/F# Em A 
 Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
 
  D        A               G         A 
 Hey, hey mama life, is a lonely time
 
        D         A                 G        A 
 For a man, who drinks his whisky, by the jar
 
        D               A           G                  A    
 Now I do believe, the life I lead, it won't get me very far
 
 F#m                     Bm                           
  I was once told, the streets they were paved in gold
 
 Em                 Asus4          A 
  Now I know them for what they are
 
  D    A    G    A                  
 (Aaaaaaaaaahhhh...) Repeat and fade

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