| lyric | 1. On Egypt's banks, contagious to the Nile.
The Ould Pharao’s daghter, she went to bathe instyle.
She took her dip and she came unto the land,
And to dry her royal pelt she ran along the strand,
A bullrush tripped her whereupon she saw
A smiling baby in a wad of straw;
She took him up and says she in accents mild
„Oh tearanages, girls, now, wich of yis owns the child?“
2. She took him up and she gave a little grin,
For she and Moses were standing in their skin.
""Bedad, now,"" says she, ""It was someone very rude
Left the little baby by the river in his nude.""
She took him to her oul lad sitting on the throne
""Da,"" says she,""Will you give the boy a home?""
""Bedad, now,"" says he,""Sure I""ve often brought in worse.
Go my darlin daughter and get the child a nurse.""'
3. An oul blackamore woman among the crew
Cried out ""You royal savage, what's that to do with you?
Your royal ladies is too meek and mild
To beget dishonestly this darling child.""
""Ah, then,"" says Pharoah, ""I’ll search every nook
From the Phoenix Park down to Donnybrook.
And when I catch hoult of the bastard's father
I will kick him from the Nile down to the Dodder.""
4. Well they sent a bellman to the Market Square,
To see if he could find a slavey there.
but the only one now that he could find
Was the little young one that left the child behind.
She came up to Pharoah, a stranger, mar dhea,
Never lettin on that she was the baby's ma.
And so little Moses got his mammy back,
Shows that co-in-ci-dence is a nut to crack. |