My Sunburned Salome 1908

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 15 Jan 2009
2009

In the land of Cleopatra
where the palm trees take the palm,
and the pyramids
appear amid the sand,
there lives a little Sphinx
I'd give a lot to label "mine"
Egyptian Deity Divine,
and when the sun retires for the night
beneath her window in a turban white
I twang a bar,
on my guitar
and sing to eyes
that shame the evening star.

Sunburned Salome,
Sunburned Salome,
pack your grip
and take a trip
with me across the foam,
don't put on your shoes and stockings
leave your clothes at home,
and you'll top the bill in Vaudeville
my Sunburned Salome.

Sunburned Salome,
Sunburned Salome,
pack your grip
and take a trip
with me across the foam,
don't put on your shoes and stockings
leave your clothes at home,
and you'll top the bill in Vaudeville
my Sunburned Salome.

It was on the streets of Cairo
with her dark Egyptian art,
she danced herself
in to my open heart one day.
Her father by the Prophets swore
an Oriental "ney!"
But stolen fruits are sweet they say,
and soon across the desert sands I'll ride,
On camel, I, with my sweet stolen bride,
though Papa swear
and tear his hair,
I'll plead to her
my Queen beyond compare.

Sunburned Salome,
Sunburned Salome,
pack your grip
and take a trip
with me across the foam,
don't put on your shoes and stockings
leave your clothes at home,
and you'll top the bill in Vaudeville
my Sunburned Salome.

Sunburned Salome,
Sunburned Salome,
pack your grip
and take a trip
with me across the foam,
don't put on your shoes and stockings
leave your clothes at home,
and you'll top the bill in Vaudeville
my Sunburned Salome.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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My Sunburned Salome 1908
Music by Gus Edwards
Lyrics by Will D.Cobb
© MCMVIII by Gus Edwards Mus.Pub.Co.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Thursday 15 January 2009 at 21.33
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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