Robert J. Adams
James O'Dea
Sol Bloom
Cf. "My Castle on the River Nile" for an African-American view of the Orient. In both cases the issue of a pedigree is important, but this song is clearly in the "coon" song category.

Near the town of Bungelboo, on the river Nile so blue,
Where the lotus lilies nod and dream,
In a palace on the shore, lives a princess I adore,
Of my heart she is the ruler so supreme,
Now it's not so long ago since I nightly used to row
Down the moonlit stream with her, my royal pet;
And to such a great degree She'd show her love for me,
I've had no joy in life since last we met.

For she's my Lily of the Nile,
As sweet as a rainbow's smile;
A princess she whose pedigree
Is measured by the mile.
For my Lily of the Nile I'm willing to wait awhile,
For a King you'll see When I'll wedded be
To my Lily of the Nile.

'Round my Lady Lily's home thro' the jungle we would roam,
And we'd hold a reg'lar jubilee of love;
Life was then a dream divine, and her glist'ning eyes ashine
Were as melting as the torrid skies above.
To that palace on the shore of the river Nile once more
I will soon be going back my love to see;
And I'll claim her royal hand With ceremonies grand;
Then the king of all those native coons I'll be.