SULTAN’S SLAVE

SULTAN’S SLAVE
SULTAN’S SLAVE
Song
P. R. Rogers, A. L. Milne & Gene Silver
P. R. Rogers, A. L. Milne & Gene Silver
Wilford, Ltd.
“The Sultan’s Slave”
“Suggested by the First National Desert Drama ‘The Sultan’s Slave.’”Photo inset on cover from the film.

O’er desert sands where Arab bands
Roam ‘neath the skies alone,
One maiden fair kneels in despair
There at the Sultan’s throne.
With words of love he seeks to claim
Her heart so true that none can tame.

CHORUS:
Slave to the Sultan so bold,
Captured and conquered she lies,
Far across the plain To someone there
She fondly cries
Swift to the rescue he’ll ride
Gladly his love to save,
From her bands set free,
She’ll no longer be
Just the Sultan’s Slave.

Dark eyes ashine with love divine
Gaze o’er the distant blue,
Fair desert flow’r each waiting hour
Fills her witrh hope anew.
The fading sun will be a guide
That brings her lover to her side.

Arabia/Araby
SULTAN’S SLAVE