Where the Pyramids are high
'neath a clear Egyptian sky
One day there came a Prince from Zululand;
There he met a maid serene
Like a real Egyptian Queen,
And there he asked her for heart and hand;
In Oriental splendor and with big black lustrous eyes,
This real Egyptian prize began to tantalize,
But when the Zulu left for home her heart began to sway,
Then very soon, 'neath Jungle moon, he heard her sweet voice say:
CHORUS:
All the way from Egypt to the Zululand,
'Cross the desert sand,
come to give my hand,
All the way from Egypt,
From my palace grand,
I will be true for I've come to you
From Egypt to the Zululand.
Underneath a jungle tree,
Our wedding it shall be,
The Zulu Prince to her did softly say;
"To each other we will cling,
From the bamboo we will swing,
And listen to the forest birds all day;
I'll have a Bungalow built out of solid gold for two,
Then as all lovers do, we'll go inside and woo;
You'll have a jeweled crown for ev'ry day upon your head,
I'll not forget, you'll not regret the night to me you said: