Intro
N.C
Salve regina, mater misericordiae
vita dulcedo et spes nostra
salve, salve, regina!
Bm E
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
A E
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.
verse 1
D G
Oh, what a circus, oh what a show,
A
Argentina has gone to town,
D
over the death of an actress called Eva Peron.
Bm E
We’ve all gone crazy, mourning all day and mourning all night
A E A
falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right.
verse 2
D G
Oh, what an exit, that’s how to go!
A
When they’re ringing your curtain down
D
demand to be buried like Eva Peron.
Bm E
It’s quite a sunset, and good for the country in a roundabout way
A E A
we’ve made the front pages of all the world’s papers today.
D
But who is this Santa Evita?
G D G D
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
A Bm
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
D G
How will we ever get by without her?
D G
Salve regina, mater misericordiae,
D
vita dulcedo et spes nostra, salve, salve, regina!
Bm E
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
A E
ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.
verse 3
D G
She had her moments, she had some style
A
the best show in town was the crowd
D
outside the Casa Rosada crying "Eva Peron"
Bm E
But that's all gone now, as soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
A E A
we’re all gonna see and how she did nothing for years.
D
You let down your people, Evita,
G D G D
you were supposed to have been immortal
A Bm
that's all they wanted, not much to ask for
D G
but in the end you could not deliver.
D G
Salve regina, mater misericordiae,
D
vita dulcedo et spes nostra, salve, salve, regina!
Bm E
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
A E
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.
Outro
D G
Salve regina, mater misericordiae,
D
vita dulcedo et spes nostra,
salve, salve, regina!
Bm E
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
A E
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.