MY EGYPTIAN MUMMY

MY EGYPTIAN MUMMY
MY EGYPTIAN MUMMY
Rag Song from the Orient
Song
Otto Motzan
Otto Motzan
Flo Cushman
Jos. Stern & Co., New York
The cover has a portrait of Flo Cushman

Not so many years ago,
In a quaint old freakish show,
Dwelt two mummies whom I know.
They were much in love,
Very much in love,
Both fresh from the river Nile,
They came here in dummy style;
From the moment that he saw her
Then he said with a smile.

CHORUS:

My Egyptian mummy from the land of Pyramids,
We were sweethearts years and years ago—that’s why I know.
Though you were turned to stone,
I almost hear you moan,
I’m in love with you,
I’m in love with you,
It’s plain to see,
You’re for me, I’m for thee.
My Egyptian mummy from the land of Pyramids,
Not so many moons from now I hope we’ll wed;
You’re my Turkish Trophy,
You’re my Turkish Trophy
From the Pyramid,
From the Pyramid Land.

Many many years have passed,
Since my dear, I saw you last,
But no other has outclassed
You’re my mummy maid
Don’t be afraid,
It must be ten thousand years,
Since I shared your joy and tears;
Come let’s hurry
Free from worry, to the river Nile.

Egypt
MY EGYPTIAN MUMMY