Boney M. —
Rasputin

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© Подбор аккордов: Елена Ладова // специалист (https://Muzland.ru)
» Заказал(а): Владимир Румянцев
± Темп (BPM): ♩ = 126 ударов в минуту

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

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

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

Instrumental: Hm | Hm F#m | Hm | Hm F#m

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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


   Hm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Hm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Hm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   Hm                            F#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Instrumental: Hm | Hm | Em | F#7 Hm

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, those Russians!