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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse 1]
DmLet me tell of a time,
When the world was in rhDm6yme,
With the sound of our Amlaughter.
Montmartre hung with Dm7flowers,
For E7far-forgotten Am7hours,
Of hunger and of love.
Unaware in our Dmyouth,
Of the sobering Dm6truth,
Of the years that came Amafter.
We laughed at Ddimcommon men,
For we were E7heroes then,
And heaven smiled Amabove. A7
[Chorus 1]
C#dim Dm Am
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Poor hungry Dmyou, E7poor hungry Amme. A7
Dm Dm6 Am
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Silly old Dm6world that E7could not AmseeA7.
[Verse 2]
DmAll those innocent hearts,
Who imagined their Dm6arts,
Could be casually Ammastered.
I miss them every Dm7one,
For the E7sands of time have Am7run
Away for each and all.
For it seems that our Dmschemes,
Were impossible Dm6dreams,
That could never have Amlasted.
For when we Ddimwoke at last,
The big parE7ade had passed,
And spring had gone its Amway.A7
[Chorus 2]
C#dim Dm Am
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Someone to Dmcare, E7someone to Ammind.A7
Dm Dm6 Am
La Bohème, La Bohème.
We were in Dm6love and E7love is AmblinA7d.
[Verse 3]
DmNow and then I return,
And the memories Dm6burn,
With a bittersweet Amaching.
I climb the same old Dm7stairs,
But E7no-one longer cAm7ares,
And there's no-one to greet.
In the streets where we Dmwalked,
And the bars where we Dm6talked,
Of a world we were Ammaking.
I stand Ddimupon that hill,
Until I E7drink my fill,
Then leave it all AmbehinA7d.
[Chorus 3]
C#dim Dm Am
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Moments of Dmjoy, E7moments of Ampain.A7
Dm Dm6 Am
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Nothing can Dm6bring them bE7ack aAmgain.