Down along the river Nile
Lives a lady sweet and shady,
She is all theworld to me,
All a sweetheart can be;
The stars were shining bright upon the river Nile
We met one summer night dressed in real elegant style;
And then we sat and spooned for hours among the bushes, trees and flow’rs;
’Twas there we hugged and kissed, oh! joy, such bliss, and then I said
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“Zu Zu, there is a kind o’ itching ‘round my heart,
Zu Zu, that is an evil omen we’ll soon part;
Don’t deceive me, but tell me true,
Do you love me as I love you?
Zu Zu, I got a kind o' itching ‘round my heart.”
Since I left my dark-eyed love
In old Africa, sunny Africa,
I am sure most patiently
She is waiting for me;
The day that we last met, her heart was wrung with pain,
Her words I can’t forget, “We may not meet again,”
And then she wept like a wounded dove and vowed by all the stars above,
Until eternity she’d wait for me, because I said: