Chords for Luka Bloom 10. No Matter Where You Go, There You Are - Tivoli

Here with Johnny from Algeria, it's always great.
[Eb] _ No matter where you go, there you are. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ I'll sing to you a carol because I'm a Muslim man.
You'd be forced to join an army, you'd be forced to lead the lines.
You'd be born in Northern Africa with the dead of your father around.
You'd be down with the innocent children in the bottom of a desert town.
_ _ My man left [Bb] Algeria, spotting the [Eb] angry friends.
Knowing he would never see you, he'd never again.
[Abm] You must [Ab]
go, and [Eb] follow your star.
No matter [Abm] where you go, there you are.
[Abm] No matter where you go, [Eb] there are you.
So don't let go, because [Ebm] you don't think through.
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_ _ _ Mohammed went faster down to Paris and to Rome.
_ Nowhere in these cities did Mohammed feel at home.
He walked the streets of Tirana, called out to the fight.
Making a woman's body, occupied in fight.
_ In the middle of the city there's a line, on Mohammed's back.
Bringing food and shelter to a Muslim man.
You must go, and follow your star.
_ No matter where you go, there you are.
No matter where you go, there are you.
So don't let go, because you don't think through. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ One summer's day in Paris, he carried a hungry child.
A blossom of Irish little, he said she would fall down.
But he could not see [Bbm] the light, [Eb] he said, it's a day.
He knew his eyes were burning, [Bb] and he was going down [Eb] the stairs.
Mohammed walked until he saw the light, he looked to his chair.
He stood, left his clothes, and his skin.
He felt the longing for an Alameda, and the longing for his sound.
A music of strangers, as the jingles rumbled down.
And the car was heard, the rush, it became a desperate prayer.
And Mohammed's _ music never ended. _
[Eb] You must go, no _ _ matter where you [Ab] go, [Eb] there you are.
No matter where you go, there are you.
So don't let go, because you don't [Ebm] think through. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ There's a woman in Algeria, she looks across the sand.
And hears an unknown prayer from a distant land. _ _
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