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.