Gnawa Blues

Em              
OK, I sing in english;          
C               G
OK, I can speak french.         
                Am
And maybe if you see me,                
                Em
you could think I'm from Paris.         

Em              
They've been in a hurricane,            
C               G
they've been in a hurricane.            
                Am      
People don't know were they come from;                  
                        Em
So how could they know were they go?                    

Em                      
This is a folk guitar,                  
C       G               
this is a folk guitar.                  
        Am              
But this ain't no european                      
                Em      
goose that rolls behind me.                     

Em                      
Cal it african folk,                    
        G       
call it gnawa blues.            
        Am      
It is just rock'n'roll          
                Em
sung by a moroccan soul.                

Em              
Call it chaabi funk,            
        G       
call it haytta jazz.            
        Am      
It is just hayha music,         
                Em
coming from deep of our souls.          

Em              
Don't call it world music;              
C               G
no no no no no world music.             
        Am      
I don't know how to call it;            
                Em
it's just the music of my world.