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Em
Mama, we all go to hell
                  B
Mama, we all go to hell
     Am          B           G     G/F#  Em
I'm writing this letter and wishing you well
         B          Em 
Mama, we all go to hell

             Em
Oh well now, mama, we're all gonna die
                       B
Mama, we're all gonna die
     Am         B                 G   G/F#     Em
Stop asking me questions, I'd to hate see you cry 
           B          Em 
Mama we're all gonna die

                       C           
And when you go don't blame us, yeah
D                         G
 We'll let the fire just bathe us, yeah
C                    F
 You made us, oh, so famous
       B
We'll never let you
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Go.......o
             C5          D5     D#5     E5 
And when you go don't return to me, my love

Em
Mama, we're all full of lies
                       B
Mama we meant for the flies
     Am                B          G    G/F#    Em
And right now they're building a coffin' your size
           B           Em
Mama we're all full of lies

      Em
Well mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue
You've should been raised a baby girl
               B
I should have been a better son
             Am            B
If you could coddle the infection
         G   G/F#     Em
They can amputate at once
You should have been
              B            Em 
I could have been a better son

                       C           
And when you go don't blame us, yeah
D                         G
 We'll let the fire just bathe us, yeah
C                    F
 You made us, oh, so famous
       B
We'll never let you
E5   D5  G5
Go.......o
                        C
She said, you ain't no son of mine
D
 For what done they're
G          C
 Gonna find a place for you  
     F                  B
And just you mind your manners when you

E5   D5  G5
Go.......o
             C5          D5     D#5     E5 
And when you go don't return to me, my love

Em
Mama, we all go to hell
                  B
Mama, we all go to hell
      Am            B          G     G/F#    Em
It's really quite pleasent, except for the smell
          B         Em
Mama, we all go to hell
Two, three, four!

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B5  C5  A5  B5  C5  Bb5  B5  C5  A5  B5  A5  G5  F#5
Ma....ma, ma.....ma, ma....ma, a..a..a...a

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B5 C5 A5  B5 C5 Bb5  B5 C5 A5  B5 A5 G5 F#5 
Ma....ma, ma.....ma, ma....ma, aaaahhhhhhhh

Em 
And if you would call me your sweetheart
    B 
I'd maybe then sing you a song

             Am            B               G    G/F#  Em
But there's shit that I've done with this fuck of a gun
                                   B
You would cry out your tears all along
       Em
We're damned after all
                             B
Through fortune and fame we fall
    Am           B              G  G/F#     Em
And if you can stay then I'll show you the way
                    B
To return for the ashes you call
   Em
We all carry on
                               B
When our brothers in arms are gone
    Am               B          G    G/F#  Em
So raise your glass high for tomorrow we die
                     B        Em
And return for the ashes you call

Ahhhh!
Ahhhh!
Ahhhh!

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