{title: In My Harem}
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{meta: source https://www.jasonpaul.net/songs/in-my-harem/}
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Famous Sultry Riff on Dm then [F] [C7] [Dm]

{c: Verse 1}
[Dm]Down in Turkeyurkey Abie Cohen [Ddim7]Was selling fancy clothes to [A#7]anyone who'd [A7]wear 'em.
[Dm]When the Turks were called away to war. [Ddim7]A Turk asked Abie if he wouldn't [A#7]watch his [Dm]Harem.
[C7]Abie said "With pleasure, I will [F]cover every track, [A7]I'll take care of evrything, so [Dm]don't you hurry back.
[Dm]Abie then sat down and wrote a note. [Ddim7]To all his friends at [A#7]home, and [G7]this is what he [C7]wrote.

{c: Chorus}
In my [F]Harem, my Harem, There's Rosie, Josie, Posie, And there [Dm]never was a minute, King Solomon was in it.
[Dm]Wives for breakfast, wives for dinner, Wives for suppertime; [A#7]Lots of fancy dancing, and it [A7]doesn't cost a dime.
In my [F]Harem, my Harem, There's Fannie, Annie, Jenny, And the [Dm]dance they do
Would make you wish that you were in a [F]Harem with [C7]Abie [F]Cohen

{c: Verse 2}
[Dm]Abie said "I've got a thousand wives,  [Ddim7]and evry one of them has [A#7]got a perfect  [A7]figure.
[Dm]Small ones, tall ones, big as they could be. [Ddim7]There's some as big as that, and  [A#7]some are even [Dm]bigger.
[C7]That young Turk aint coming back un- [F]til the war is won, [A7]I don't wish him hard luck, but I  [Dm]hope they steal his gun.
[Dm]I am living many happy lives. [Ddim7]How can a man get [A#7]lonesome [G7]with a thousand [C7]wives.