Opium Tea

	  		

Intro: F    Dm 

                        F 
Here I sleep the morning through 
                                Dm 
'Til the wail of the call to prayer awakes me 
                                   F 
And there ain't nothing at all to do 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 

                    F 
Down at the port I watch the boats come in 
                              Dm 
Watch the boats come in can do something to you 
                            F 
And the kids gather around with an outstretched hand 
                  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 


                     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 
                                    Dm 
Not even the choice of having to 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.