Far off in Hindoostan,
That distant Eastern land,
Lives a simple Oriental,
Quite petite and sentimental,
Oh! such a pretty maid,
One night a warrior bold,
Told her love's story old,
Captivated by her dancing,
And her winning smile entrancing,
Nightly he'd serenade:
CHORUS:
My pretty Oriental maiden. I am waiting,
For you alone my heart is palpitating;
Your big brown eyes, I idolize,
Oh! my how they hypnotize,
Won't you come to me, My own and nestle near me,
Just you and I alone, My little dearie,
My heart is thumping, bumping and jumping
For you, my Oriental maid.
This little brown eyed girl,
She set his brain awhirl,
Eyes that flashed I love but you dear,
Lips that said will you be true, dear,
My heart to you belongs,
He vows by stars above,
That he will always love,
While the Hindoo moon is shining,
Just for her his heart is pining,
To her he sings this song: