The last time Ozzy sang this song, he wasn’t alone—he had over 40,000 voices singing with him at Back to the Beginning. But this time was different. At his final show, it was just him, a mic, and the aching silence of goodbye. Ozzy Osbourne’s raw, isolated vocals on “Mama, I’m Coming Home” weren’t polished—they were real. You could hear the struggle, the heartbreak, the weight of everything he’d been through.

The visibly emotional metal icon struggled with the ballad but gave it his all

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