Boney M. —
Rasputin

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© Acordes transcritos por: Elena Ladova // la especialista (https://Muzland.ru)
» Pedido de Vladimir Rumyantsev
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 126 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and Music by Frank Farian, Fred Jay, George Reyam

Intro: Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm
       Bm | Bm | Em | F#7 Bm  } 2 times
       Bm | Bm

   Em                  F#7       Bm
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Bm        A         G         F#7
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Bm        A         G         F#7
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Instrumental: Bm | Bm F#m | Bm | Bm F#m

      Bm
There lived a certain man
In Russia long ago,
       Em
He was big and strong
       F#7            Bm
In his eyes a flaming glow.
     Bm
Most people looked at him
With terror and with fear,
       Em
But to Moscow chicks
       F#7           Bm
He was such a lovely dear.

   Bm
   He could preach the Bible like a preacher
   Em6                 F#7
   Full of ecstasy and fire.
   Bm
   But he also was the kind of teacher
   Em6   F#7     Bm
   Women would desire.

Chorus:
     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E            B
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   A             E        B
     There was a cat that really was gone.

     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E                 B
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   A          E         B
     It was a shame how he carried on.

Instrumental: Bm | Bm F#m | Bm | Bm F#m
              Bm | Bm | Em | F#7 Bm

   Bm
He ruled the Russian land
And never mind the Tsar,
        Em
But the Kazachok
          F#7          Bm
He danced really wunderbar.
   Bm
In all affairs of state
He was the man to please,
       Em
But he was real great
        F#7           Bm
When he had a girl to squeeze.

   Bm
   For the Queen he was no wheeler-dealer
   Em6                                F#7
   Though she’d heard the things he’d done.
   Bm
   She believed he was a holy healer,
   Em6       F#7      Bm
   Who would heal her son.

Chorus:
     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E            B
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   A             E        B
     There was a cat that really was gone.

     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E                 B
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   A          E         B
     It was a shame how he carried on.


Bm  A                     Gmaj
But when his drinking and lusting,
        A          Bm
And his hunger for power
                Bm
Became known to more and more people,
A
The demands to do something
      Gmaj      A6
About this outrageous man
  Bm
Became louder and louder!


   Bm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Bm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Bm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Bm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Instrumental: Bm | Bm | Em | F#7 Bm

      Bm
“This man’s just got to go,”
Declared his enemies,
        Em
But the ladies begged,
           F#7           Bm
“Don’t you try to do it, please.”
   Bm
No doubt, this Rasputin
Had lots of hidden charms,
          Em
Though he was a brute,
          F#7           Bm
They just fell into his arms.

   Bm
   Then one night some men of higher standing
   Em6                        F#7
   Set a trap, they’re not to blame.
    Bm
   “Come to visit us,” they kept demanding
   Em6    F#7    Bm
   And he really came.

Chorus:
     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E            B
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   A               E      B
     They put some poison into his wine.

     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E                 B
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   A             E       B
     He drank it all and said, “I feel fine.”

     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E            B
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   A             E          B
     They didn’t quit, they wanted his head.

     B     D
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     E                 B
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   A             E        B
     And so they shot him till he was dead.

Oh, those Russians!