IN THE VALLEY OF THE NILE
(Dave Radford / Richard Whiting,   1915)


Down where the Nile flows so dreamily where Cleopatra met Anthony, 
There's a sweet Egyptian maid who is waiting patiently. 
And in my dreams I seem to see here waiting there,
There never bloomed a tropic flow'r so rare; 
I hear her calling plaintively "Come back, my love, to me!"

The moon shines bright on the pyramids, 
The lotus flowers have closed their lids, 
Thro' the bright Egyptian night I can hear her calling me. 
The dreamy river whispers to her of my love, 
The nightbirds sing a welcome from above; 
My heart is longing constantly, 
I'd give the world to be:

Where the dreamy Nile is flowing, 
She's waiting there for me;
Waiting thro' the lonely hours 
There beside the lotus flow'rs
But she knows just how my heart is yearning to kiss her, 
I miss her own sweet smile; 
Someday my caravans will cross the desert sands, 
And take me to my dark eyed sweet heart, 
Down in the Valley of the Nile.