[Em]OK, I sing in english;
[C]OK, I can spe[G]ak french.
And maybe if[Am] you see me,
you could th[Em]ink I'm from Paris.
[Em]They've been in a hurricane,
[C]they've been [G]in a hurricane.
People don't[Am] know were they come from;
So how could they [Em]know were they go?
[Em]This is a folk guitar,
[C]this is[G] a folk guitar.
But th[Am]is ain't no european
goose that r[Em]olls behind me.
[Em]Cal it african folk,
call i[G]t gnawa blues.
It is [Am]just rock'n'roll
sung by a mo[Em]roccan soul.
[Em]Call it chaabi funk,
call i[G]t haytta jazz.
It is [Am]just hayha music,
coming from [Em]deep of our souls.
[Em]Don't call it world music;
[C]no no no no n[G]o world music.
I don'[Am]t know how to call it;
it's just th[Em]e music of my world.
[C]OK, I can spe[G]ak french.
And maybe if[Am] you see me,
you could th[Em]ink I'm from Paris.
[Em]They've been in a hurricane,
[C]they've been [G]in a hurricane.
People don't[Am] know were they come from;
So how could they [Em]know were they go?
[Em]This is a folk guitar,
[C]this is[G] a folk guitar.
But th[Am]is ain't no european
goose that r[Em]olls behind me.
[Em]Cal it african folk,
call i[G]t gnawa blues.
It is [Am]just rock'n'roll
sung by a mo[Em]roccan soul.
[Em]Call it chaabi funk,
call i[G]t haytta jazz.
It is [Am]just hayha music,
coming from [Em]deep of our souls.
[Em]Don't call it world music;
[C]no no no no n[G]o world music.
I don'[Am]t know how to call it;
it's just th[Em]e music of my world.
