Mama - My Chemical Romance, ukulele chords

Published: 2018-06-11 15:07
Selection chords: Sarah Harris

Intro: Em

Em
Mama, we all Go to hell.
B
Mama, we all Go to hell.
Am        B              G
Iʼm writing this letter and wishing you well,
Em       B        Em
Mama, we all Go to hell.
Em
Oh, well, now,
Em
Mama, weʼre all gonna die.
B
Mama, weʼre all gonna die.
Am       B           G            Em
Stop asking me questions, Iʼd hate to see you cry,
         B       Em
Mama, weʼre all gonna die.

Chorus:
                C
And when we Go donʼt blame us, yeah.
D                   G
Weʼll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
C              F
You made us, oh, so famous.
B          Em   D    G
Weʼll never let you go.
E7 Gb G B C  Eb       Em
And when you Go donʼt return to me my love.

Em
Mama, weʼre all full of lies.
B
Mama, weʼre meant for the flies.
Am        B              G
And right now theyʼre building a coffin your size,
Em       B        Em
Mama, weʼre all full of lies.

     Am
Well Mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue,
Em
You shouldʼve raised a baby girl,
B
I shouldʼve been a better son.
G
If you could coddle the infection
G
They can amputate at once. You shouldʼve been,
Em
I could have been a better son.

Chorus:
                C
And when we Go donʼt blame us, yeah.
D                   G
Weʼll let the fires just bathe us, yeah.
C              F
You made us, oh, so famous.
B          Em   D    G
Weʼll never let you go.
                C
She said: "You ainʼt no son of mine
D                   G
For what youʼve done theyʼre gonna find
C              F
A place for you and just you mind
B          Em   D    G
your manners when you go.
E7 Gb G B C  Eb       Em
And when you go, donʼt return to me, my love." Thatʼs right.

Em
Mama, we all Go to hell.
B
Mama, we all Go to hell.
Am
Itʼs really quite pleasant
G
Except for the smell,
Em      B  Em
Mama, we all Go to hell.

Em
2 - 3 - 4
Em
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ohhh!
Em
Mama! Mama! Mama! Ma...

           Em
And if you would call me your sweetheart,
B
Iʼd maybe then sing you a song
         Am           B              G
But thereʼs shit that Iʼve done with this fuck of a gun,
Em      B           Em
You would cry out your eyes all along.

Em
Weʼre damned after all.
Am            B
Through fortune and flame we fall.
Am         B            G         Em
And if you can stay then Iʼll show you the way,
 B              Em
To return from the ashes you call.

Em
We all carry on (We all carry on)
Am               B
When our brothers in arms are gone
(When our brothers in arms are gone)
 Am
So raise your glass high
 B          G
For tomorrow we die,
Em           B            Em
And return from the ashes you call.