BELLE OF THE SILVERY NILE
There is a sunny Isle, down by the river Nile,
‘Twas there a native maid of the Jungle wild,
Met as she idly strayed a youth of eb’ny shade,
What is your name he whispered, softly she said,
Now my heart he said has found a ru-oo-oo-ler,
Don’t be afraid my little maid.
When I gazed into your eyes so bright,
Softly a beaming like the stars at night,
My heart was stolen in the Jungle glade,
I know you took it pretty native maid,
I’ve got a palace of palm leaves green,
Waiting for Loolah my royal queen,
I’ve sailed in style from Honolulu Isle,
To win the belle of the silv’ry Nile.
She shyly hung her head, I love you too she said,
But daddy says a chief his daughter must wed,
Said he please understand my title leads the band,
For I’m the King so grand of Zoo-oo-loo land,
You will never find my love grow coo-oo-oo-ler,
Let me command your heart and hand.