Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen

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Artist: Queen
Song: Bohemian Rhapsody
Album: A Night At The Opera (1975)
Provided By Ben Brown
Capo 3

This is meant to be a simpler way to play a highly complex song.  Not all the chords may sound 100%
true to the record, but that was not my goal in this tab.  Some of the chords may look more difficult 
at first for beginners, but most of them are actually a lot easier to play than they look.  Authors, please 
refrain from complexifying any part of the song if you can help it.  I'm 100% open to changes but want to 
keep this simple.  There are far more accurate tabs if that is something you're looking for.  Thank you,
and I hope you enjoy!

[Intro]


Is this the re

al life

Is this just f

antasy
          
Caught in a la

 
ndslide
    
No escape from

 reality

Open your eyes
            
Look up to the

            
 skies and see
            
I'm just a poo

       
r boy, I need 

no sympathy
            
Because I'm ea

           
sy come, easy 


go,
          
little high, l

#     
ittle low,
           
Any way the wi

         
nd blows, does

         
n't really mat


ter to me,
   
To me


[Verse]

          
Mama, just kil

led a man,
      
Put a gun agai

nst his head,
            
Pulled my trig

              
ger, now he's 

 
dead,
             
Mama, life had

 
 just begun,
            
But now I've g

         
one and thrown

         
 it all  away
     
Mama ooooh,
       
Didn't mean to

 make you cry
             
If I'm not bac

              
k again this t

       
ime tomorrow
             
Carry on, carr

          
y on, as if no

              
thing really m

  
atters




[Verse]

            
Too late, my t


ime has come,
      
Sends shivers 

down my spine
            
Body's aching 

          
all the time,
             
Goodbye everyb

           
ody - I've got

 to go
            
Gotta leave yo

         
u all behind a

     
nd face   the 

    
truth
     
Mama ooooh (an

y way the wind

 blows)

I don't want t

o die,
             
I sometimes wi

              
sh I'd never b

             
een born at al

l


[Solo]

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[Interlude 1]

          
I see a little

         
 silhouetto of

   
 a man,
          
Scaramouche, s

#          
caramouche, wi

             
ll you do the 

   
Fandango
            
Thunderbolt an

            
d lightning, v

            
ery very frigh

       
tening me
N.C.
Galileo, Galileo
N.C.
Galileo, Galileo
N.C.
Galileo, Figaro - Magnifico

         
I'm just a poo

          
r boy, no-body

     
 loves me.
          
He's just a po

          
or boy from a 

     
poor fami-ly.
             
Spare him his 

           
life from this

                   
 monstrosity.
         
Easy come, eas

           
y go, will you

          
 let me go?  B

    
ismillah!
            
No, we will no

              
t let you go. 

     
 Bismillah!
             
We will not le

             
t you go.  Bis

       
millah!  We wi

ll not let you

 go.
             
Will not let y

             
ou go.  Will n

              
ot let you go.

      
 Ahhhhhhhhh
      
No, no, no, no

          
, no, no, no. 

 
 Oh, mama mia,

 mama mia
             
Mama mia, let 

            
me go.  Beelze

            
bub has a devi

            
l put aside fo

  
r me,


[Riff]

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[Interlude 2]

             
  So you think

              
 you can stone

             
 me and spit i

        
n my eye
             
  So you think

              
 you can love 

             
me and leave m

     
e to die
         
Oh, baby - can

              
't do this to 

    
me, baby
            
Just gotta get

           
 out - just go

             
tta get right 

      
outta here


[Riff/Instrumental]

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[Outro]

            
Nothing really

    
 matters,
         
Anyone can see

,
            
Nothing really

         
 matters, noth

              
ing really mat

        
ters to me,


[Instrumental]

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[Coda]

       
Any way the wi

     
nd   blows ...


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