EGYPTLAND
(Words by Bartley Costello / Music by James W. Casey, 1919)


Drift o'ver the sun kissed desert, stop where the old Nile flows, 
there's where my heart is roaming, There's where I left my rose, 
pretty as Cleopatra, mild as the summer breeze, 
Egypt I dwell in your land, tho' far across the seas.

To pyramids and sand dunes, wonders of puny man,
nightly with joy I wander, in a dream caravan. 
Seated high on my camel, free as the very air, 
but I wake from dreaming, and sigh that I'm not there.

Egypt land, land of my river Nile, 
life with you, made living well worth while; 
Egypt land, keep the rose I left there faithful 
and I'll be true, to you my Egypt land.