Standard (EADGBE)

Solo

Verse 1

I could tell you stories like the government tells lies

Oh but no one listens any more

In the rooms the women come and go

Talking on the mobile phones

and the television talks about the war

Verse 2

When I was a baby there was

Laughter in my house and my

Daddy smoked domestic cigarettes

Thursday nights on the radio

Live in concert, live from Cairo

Mother of Egypt

Chorus 1

Mama, mama

Be with me

With the music in your breast

In your glittering evening dress

And the white flag in your fist trembling

Verse 3

I could tell you stories like the past was dead and gone

I know nothing changes in this world

Every day the muezzin calls

Sun comes up and Baghdad falls

Before the eyes of storytelling girls

Bridge

She was just a poor man's daughter

Going down into the sultan's bed

He was desert, she was a water

And he remembered every word she said

She said and I say

Chorus 2

Grandma, Grandma

Be with me

In your tragic wedding gown

With your long hair hanging down

And the stories tumbling out

Tumbling

Verse 4

I could tell you stories like the government tells lies

Oh, but no one listens any more

In the rooms the women come and go

Talking on the mobile phones

And the television talks about the war

About the war and the

Television talks about the war