It’s just gone noon half past monsoon, on the banks of the river Nile. Here comes the boat only half-afloat, oarsman grins a toothless smile.
Only just one more to this desolate shore
Last boat along the river Nile
Doesn’t seem to care, no more wind in his hair
As he reaches his last half mile
The oar snaps in his hand before he reaches dry land
But the sound doesn’t deafen his smile
Just pokes at wet sand with an oar in his hand
Floats off down the river Nile
Floats off down the river Nile
All aboard, night boat to Cairo
Night boat to Cairo

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