[Em] [Em] [Em] [B]
[Am] [B] [G] [Em] [B] [Em]
[Em]Mama, we all go to hell
[Em]Mama, we all go to [B]hell
[Am]I'm writing this [B]letter and [G]wishing you well [Em]
[Em]Mama, we [B]all go to [Em]hell
[Em]Oh well now,
Mama, we're all gonna die
Mama, we're all gonna [B]die
[Am]Stop asking me [B]questions, I'd [G]hate to see you cry [Em]
[Em]Mama, we're [B]all gonna [Em]die
And when we go don't [C]blame us, yeah
[D]We'll let the fires just [G]bathe us, yeah
[C]You made us oh so [F]famous
We'll [B]never let you [Em]go [D] [G]
[G]And when you go don't re- [Am]turn to [B]me my [Em]love
[Em]Mama, we're all full of lies
[Em]Mama, we're meant for the [B]flies
And [Am]right now they're [B]building a [G]coffin your [Em]size
[Em]Mama, we're [B]all full of [Em]lies
Well [Em]mother what the war
did to my legs and to my tongue
You should have raised a baby girl
I should've [B]been a better son
If you could [Am]coddle the [B]infection
They can [G]amputate at [Em]once
You should've been
I could have [B]been a better [Em]son
And when we go don't [C]blame us, yeah
[D]We'll let the fires just [G]bathe us, yeah
[C]You made us oh so [F]famous
We'll [B]never let you [Em]go [D] [G]
She said, you ain't no [C]son of mine
[D]For what you've done they're
[G]Gonna find [C]a place for you
And [F]just you mind your [B]manners when you [Em]go [D] [G]
And when you go don't [Am]return
to [B]me my [Em]love (That's right)
[Em]Mama, we all go to hell
[Em]Mama, we all go to [B]hell
[Am]It's really quite [B]pleasant
[G]except for the smell [Em]
[Em]Mama, we [B]all go to [Em]hell
[Em] [Em] [Em]
[B]Ma- [Am]ma x3, [B] [Am] [G] [F#m]
[Em] [Em] [Em]
[B]Ma- [Am]ma x3, [B] [Am] [G] [F#m]
[Em]And if you would call me your sweetheart
I'd maybe then [Am]sing you a [B]song
But there's [Am]shit that I've [B]
done with this [G]fuck of a [Em]gun
[Em]You would cry out your [Am]eyes all a- [B]long
We're [Em]damned after all
Through fortune and [Am]fame we [B]fall
And [Am]if you can [B]stay then I'll [G]show you the [Em]way
To return from the [Am]ashes you [B]call
[Em]We all carry on
When our brothers in [Am]arms are [B]gone
So [Am]raise your glass [B]high for tomor- [G]row we [Em]die
[Em]And return from the [B]ashes you [Em]call
[Em]
[Em] [B] [Am] [B] [G] [Em]
[B] [Em]
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