Tonight I’m dreaming of Araby,
That’s where my dreams seem to carry me;
Where ev’rything is oriental;
And ev’ryone is sentimental;
There in the shade of the shelt’ring palms I met a maiden fair;
I long to hold her gently in my arms.
Oh, how I wish I were there!
Araby, when shades of night appear
I seem to hear you calling,
Araby, You seem to beckon, and I reckon
I’ll be hurrying back again.
Seems to me a maiden’s face appears,
I see her tears are falling, falling,
Because I left her there.
That’s why I long to be
Where all those happy faces wait for me
Beside the fair oasis.
Soon you’ll see within a Caravan
An Arab-man will take me
Over the desert back to Araby.
Someday you’ll find me in Araby,
Where someone’s waiting to marry me;
I can’t forget the day we parted
She said, I left her broken hearted,
I helped her on to a camel’s back.
Before she rode away,
She made me promise I that I would come back;
I’ll keep my promise some day.