Chords for Boney M - Ma Baker • TopPop

Freeze I'm my baker put your hands in the air.
[D] Give me all your money
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_ _ Is this the story of my bacon?
meanest cat from old [C#] Chicago town _ _
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_ [D] _ _ _ [C] _ _ She was really dumb, she let the hounds of her friends
She was a tough [Dm] lady now
She [Am] took her [Dm] boys along
But [C] they were mean and strong
My heart my mind
My baker she told her whole son
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_ [Dm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ never could cry
My heart my mind
She _ _
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lived through [Am] great crime
I promised to [Dm] you they'd stay
And when one boy [Am] was [F] killed
She really made them pay
She had no heart at all
No no no heart at all
My heart my [C] mind My baker
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My baker [C] My baker
She _ _ _ _ _ _ _ never could cry
[Dm] My heart my mind [C] My baker
But she knew how [Dm] to die
_ _ _ _ She lied
[Am] She thought she'd stay [Dm] with him
But he informed [C] them
[F] They'd get away with him
She didn't care at all
[Am] Just didn't care [Dm] at all _ _
_ [C] Here is a special bulletin
Ma [Dm] Baker is the [A#] FBI's
most [A] wanted woman
[Dm] Her photo is hanging on [C] every post office wall
[Dm] If you have any information
[A#] about this woman
[A] please contact the [F] nearest post station
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[Dm] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] Anybody _ _
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[Cm] _ _ [A#] move, the [A] money or your [Dm] life
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[C] _ _ [A#] _ _ _ [C] Money to rob
That [F] is what they like
More [Dm] like their cups of [Am] their soup
They couldn't [Dm] get away
With all the loot they had
It made them mad
And so [Em] they shot it down
Ma Baker [Am] and her son
They didn't want to end
They died with [Dm] blazing guns
[Am] And so the story ends
Of one who left no [Dm] friends
My heart my mind [C] My baker
She taught her four [D] sons
My heart my mind
[C] Ma Baker to handle [F#] their guns
My heart my mind
[Em] Ma Baker she [F#] never put [Dm] pride
My heart my mind
[C] Ma Baker but she knew [Dm] how to die _ _
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