Boney M. —
Rasputin

Ukulele Chords

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© Chorded by Elena Ladova // specialist (https://Muzland.ru)
» Ordered by Vladimir Rumyantsev
± BPM (tempo): ♩ = 126 beats per minute

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

Intro: G#m | G#m | G#m | G#m
       G#m | G#m | C#m | D#7 G#m  } 2 times
       G#m | G#m

   C#m                 D#7       G#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
             F#        E         D#7
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   G#m       F#        E         D#7
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Instrumental: G#m | G#m D#m | G#m | G#m D#m

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

   G#m
   He could preach the Bible like a preacher
   C#m6                D#7
   Full of ecstasy and fire.
   G#m
   But he also was the kind of teacher
   C#m6  D#7     G#m
   Women would desire.

Chorus:
     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#           G#
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   F#            C#       G#
     There was a cat that really was gone.

     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#                G#
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   F#         C#        G#
     It was a shame how he carried on.

Instrumental: G#m | G#m D#m | G#m | G#m D#m
              G#m | G#m | C#m | D#7 G#m

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

   G#m
   For the Queen he was no wheeler-dealer
   C#m6                               D#7
   Though she’d heard the things he’d done.
   G#m
   She believed he was a holy healer,
   C#m6      D#7      G#m
   Who would heal her son.

Chorus:
     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#           G#
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   F#            C#       G#
     There was a cat that really was gone.

     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#                G#
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   F#         C#        G#
     It was a shame how he carried on.


G#m F#                    Emaj
But when his drinking and lusting,
        F#         G#m
And his hunger for power
                  
Became known to more and more people,
F#
The demands to do something
      Emaj      F#6
About this outrageous man
  G#m
Became louder and louder!


   G#m                           D#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   G#m                           D#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   G#m                           D#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
   G#m                           D#m
   Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Instrumental: G#m | G#m | C#m | D#7 G#m

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

   G#m
   Then one night some men of higher standing
   C#m6                       D#7
   Set a trap, they’re not to blame.
    G#m
   “Come to visit us,” they kept demanding
   C#m6   D#7    G#m
   And he really came.

Chorus:
     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#           G#
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   F#              C#     G#
     They put some poison into his wine.

     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#                G#
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   F#            C#      G#
     He drank it all and said, “I feel fine.”

     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#           G#
     Lover of the Russian queen.
   F#            C#         G#
     They didn’t quit, they wanted his head.

     G#    B
     Ra-Ra-Rasputin,
     C#                G#
     Russia’s greatest love machine,
   F#            C#       G#
     And so they shot him till he was dead.

Oh, those Russians!