BmE
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
AE
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.
[Verse 1]
DG
Oh, what a circus, oh what a show,
A
Argentina has gone to town,
D
over the death of an actress called Eva Peron.
BmE
We’ve all gone crazy, mourning all day and mourning all night
AEA
falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right.
[Verse 2]
DG
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.
BmE
It’s quite a sunset, and good for the country in a roundabout way
AEA
we’ve made the front pages of all the world’s papers today.
D
But who is this Santa Evita?
GDGD
Why all this howling hysterical sorrow?
ABm
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
DG
How will we ever get by without her?
[Chorus]
DG
Salve regina, mater misericordiae,
AD
vita dulcedo et spes nostra, salve, salve, regina!
BmE
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
AE
ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.
[Verse 3]
DG
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"
BmE
But that's all gone now, as soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
AEA
we’re all gonna see and how she did nothing for years.
D
You let down your people, Evita,
GDGD
you were supposed to have been immortal
ABm
that's all they wanted, not much to ask for
DG
but in the end you could not deliver.
[Chorus]
DG
Salve regina, mater misericordiae,
AD
vita dulcedo et spes nostra, salve, salve, regina!
BmE
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
AE
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.
[Outro]
DG
Salve regina, mater misericordiae,
AD
vita dulcedo et spes nostra, salve, salve, regina!
BmE
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
AE
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
A
o clemens, o pia.