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F Dm (pause) F Here I sleep the morning through
Dm 'Til the wail of the call to prayer awakes me And there ain't nothing at all to do
F but rise and follow
Dm The day wherever it takes me
F I stand at the window and I look at the sea
Dm And I am what I am, and what will be will be
F I stand at the window and I look at the sea
Dm And I make me a pot of opium tea ( p a u s e ) F Down at the port I watch the boats come in Watch the boats come in can do
Dm something to you
F And the kids gather around with an outstretched hand
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Dm And I toss them a dirham or two
F Well, I wonder if my children are thinking of me
Dm Cause I am what I am, and what will be will be
F I wonder if my kids are thinking of me
Dm And I smile and I sip my opium tea (pause) F At night the sea lashes the rust red ramparts
Dm And the shapes of hooded men who pass me
F And the moan of the wind laughs and laughs and laughs
Dm The strange luck that fate has cast me
F Well, the cats on the rampart sing merrily
Dm That he is what he is and what will be will be
F Yeah, the cats on the rampart sing merrily
Dm And I sit and I drink of my opium tea
F I'm a prisoner here, I can never go home
Dm There is nothing here to win or lose
F There are no choices needed to be made at all Not even the choice of having to
Dm choose
F Well, I'm a prisoner here, yes, but I'm also free
Dm Cause I am what I am and what will be will be
F I'm a prisoner here, yeah, but I'm also free
Dm And I smile and I sip my opium tea.
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