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Three Cups of Tea
For Greg Mortenson and the Children of Pakistan
Words and Music by Jake Fleming
A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m
A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m
I see a hero. A child of the times.
A girl who lives with joy. Who’s not afraid to speak her mind
and thinks the world is divine.
I see a young boy etching letters in the sand.
In this land of ancient scars a promise still remains;
When darkness comes you can see the stars.
Three cups of tea. First cup, you’re a stranger.
Three cups of tea. Second cup, a friend.
Three cups of tea. By the third you’re family.
How long to trust a stranger? How long to share three cups of tea?
A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m
A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m
A light burns bright across the ocean.
A light shines warm before the sun.
I’ve got to find a way to build a bridge, join us to them, and be the change I wish to see.
If I give a penny for a pencil,
my hero writes a word.
Her words become great tools, his stories make wise the fools, And I
believe it’s just three cups away.
Three cups of tea. First cup, you’re a stranger.
Three cups of tea. Second cup, a friend.
Three cups of tea. By the third you’re family.
How long to trust a stranger? How long to share?
I will call you friend, sit with you
here to build a bridge, share the dream in this circle of friends.
Three cups of tea. First cup, you’re a stranger.
Three cups of tea. Second cup, a friend.
Three cups of tea. By the third you’re family.
A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m
A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m A-ssa-la-m A-lai-ku-m
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