I spent forever trying to figure out how to play Bohemian Rhapsody on the piano so
I'm sharing the piano chords with you so that you can transcribe it to guitar or
do whatever you want with it. This goes all the way up to the first guitar solo so
it should help you if you just want to play the entire song.
[Intro]
Bb6
Is this the real life?
C7
Is this just fantasy?
F7
Caught in a landslide
Bb/F
No escape from reality
Gm
Open your eyes
Bb/F Eb
Look up to the skies and see
Cm
I'm just a poor boy (Poor boy)
F
I need no sympathy
B Bb; A Bb
Because I'm easy come, easy go
B Bb A Bb
Little high, little low
Eb Dm
Any way the wind blows
Gdim/Db Cm6 F
Doesn't really matter to me
Bbadd9
to me
[Verse 1]
Bbadd9
Mama
Gmadd9
just killed a man
Cmadd9
Put a gun against his head
Cm F7
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Bbadd9
Mama
Gmadd9
life has just begun
Cm Eb/B Eb/Bb Eb/A Eb/Ab Eb/G
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Eb Dm Cmadd9
Mama, ooh
Fm Ab/E Ab/Eb Ab/D
Didn't mean to make you cry
Bb
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Eb Dm Cm Eb
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters
(It's the same chords for the next verse)
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oooooooh (Anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
[Verse 2]
I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo. Galileo figaro magnifico
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mamma mia, mamma mia) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me!
[Verse 3]
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby!
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here!
[Outro]
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me
Any way the wind blows