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.