AmB
Oh, I come from a land, from a far away place
DAm
Where the caravan camels roam
CmD
Where they cut off your ear if they don't like your face
E7Am
It's barbaric, but hey, it's home
F7Am
When the wind's from the east and the sun's from the west
F7E7sus
And the sand in the glass is right
E7AmB
Come on down, stop on by, hop a carpet and fly
E7Am
To another Arabian night
AmCm
Arabian nights
AmCm
Like Arabian days
AmEmAm
More often than not, are hotter than hot
F7E
In a lot of good ways
AmCm
Arabian nights
AmCm
'Neath Arabian moons
AmEm7AmA fool of his guard, could fall and fall hard
F7E7Am
Out there on the dunes
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.