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La Bohème

One of the most powerful musical homages to an artist's life you'll ever hear.

So glad I finally found the English language version on YouTube. Aznavour has recorded it in at least 7 languages.

LYRICS & CHORDS

[Verse 1]
Fm
Let me tell of a time,
Fm
When the world was in rhyme,
                      Cm
With the sound of our laughter.
Cm                   Fm
Montmartre hung with flowers,
                  Cm
For far-forgotten hours,
Cm
Of hunger and of love.
               Fm
Unaware in our youth,
Fm
Of the sobering truth,
                       Cm
Of the years that came after.
              G7
We laughed at common men,
Fm
For we were heroes then,
                  Cm
And heaven smiled above.


[Chorus 1]
Fm         Cm
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Fm               G7          Cm  C7
Poor hungry you, poor hungry me.
Fm         Cm
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Fm                   G7        Cm
Silly old world that could not see.


[Verse 2]
Fm
All those innocent hearts,
Fm
Who imagined their arts,
                  Cm
Could be casually mastered.
Cm                Fm
I miss them every one,
                           Cm
For the sands of time have run
Cm
Away for each and all.
                      Fm
For it seems that our schemes,
Fm
Were impossible dreams,
                      Cm
That could never have lasted.
            G7
For when we woke at last,
Fm
The big parade had passed,
                        Cm
And spring had gone its way.


[Chorus 2]
Fm         Cm
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Fm               G7         Cm   C7
Someone to care, someone to mind.
Fm         Cm
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Fm                  G7      Cm
We were in love and love is blind.


[Verse 3]
Fm
Now and then I return,
Fm
And the memories burn,
                   Cm
With a bittersweet aching.
Cm                   Fm
I climb the same old stairs,
                  Cm
But no-one longer cares,
Cm
And there's no-one to greet.
                        Fm
In the streets where we walked,
Fm
And the bars where we talked,
                   Cm
Of a world we were making.
        G7
I stand upon that hill,
Fm
Until I drink my fill,
                  Cm
Then leave it all behind.


[Chorus 3]
Fm         Cm
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Fm              G7         Cm   C7
Moments of joy, moments of pain.
Fm         Cm
La Bohème, La Bohème.
Fm                G7         Cm
Nothing can bring them back again.

Categories: Music-Chancon, Aznavour

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