The White Virgin Of The Nile

Written for: Rock-A-Bye Baby (1958)
Lyric: Sammy Cahn
Music: Harry Warren
Year: 1958
Original publisher: Paramount Music Corporation

Chorus:

From her headdress to her sandal,
She's the one who sets the style;
No one else can hold a candle
To the white virgin of the Nile.
(To the white virgin of the Nile.)
Just start tinkling on your cymbal,
You'll see something worth your while;
No, sir, no one's quite as nimble
As the white virgin of the Nile.
(as the white virgin of the Nile.)
She's got boy friends by the passel,
And they're lined up single file;
Waiting for the chance to hassle
With the white virgin of the Nile.
They say the desert sands were cold,
They say the desert moon was ice;
Then she came breathing fire and flame
And changed the Arctic into paradise.
Neither Cleo or Bathsheba
Had her tactics to beguile,
You can bet your fez
There would be no Suez
Without the white virgin of the Nile.
Oh, the sands burn to her glory
And the sheiks still wear a smile;
And they're still warmed by the story
Of the white virgin of the Nile.
If you ever cross the desert
And see rocks piled pile on pile,
Ev'ry pyramid
Was put there for the kid,
For the great white virgin of the Nile.