Hey Mama Life

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     Hey, hey mama life, is a 
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lonely time

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     For a man, who drinks his 
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whisky, by the jar

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     Now I do believe, the life I 
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lead, won't get me very far

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     I was once told, the streets 
       Bm
were paved in gold

   Em                  Asus       
     Now I know them for what they
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 are

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     Hey, hey mama life, has a 
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sweeter sound

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     For a man, who lives his 
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life, for his dream

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     Yet he must be aware, there 
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are those who care

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     And of those who would bring 
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him down

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     Separate trust, from your cut
           Em                      
 and thrust, the truth can still be
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 found

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     For the crossroads of your 
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life, will lead you almost anywhere

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     You'll see tomorrow

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     Your castles in the air, 
                 Em         A
they were never really there

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     Take the pride from a man, 
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you're left without a meaning

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     Take the wings from a bird, 
           Em
how can it fly

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     Give him hope, give him 
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trust, and a little understanding

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     Give him back his pride,  
F#m          Em
you'll be satisfied

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     [Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh...]  x3

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     Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhh
Em        A


      D        A               G 
     Hey, hey mama life, is a 
          A
lonely time

            D         A      
     For a man, who drinks his 
           G         A
whisky, by the jar

            D               A     
     Now I do believe, the life I 
      G                  A
lead, it won't get me very far

    F#m                     Bm
     I was once told, the streets 
they were paved in gold

   Em                  Asus       
     Now I know them for what they
    A
 are

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     [Aaaaaaaaaahhhh...]  Repeat and
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