Dardanella - Live at Concertgebouw

Oh, sweet Dardanella
 I love your harem eyes
 I'm a lucky fellow to capture such a prize
 Oh, Allah knows my love for you
 And he tells you to be true, Dardanella
 Oh, hear my sigh, my oriental
 Oh, sweet Dardanella, prepare the wedding wine
 There'll be one girl in my harem, when you're mine
 We'll build a tent
 Just like the children of the orient
 Oh, sweet Dardanella
 My star of love divine
 Down beside the Dardanella Bay
 Where oriental breezes play
 There lives a lonesome maid Armenian
 By the Dardanelle's with glowing eyes
 She looks across the seas and sighs
 And weaves her love spell so sirenian
 Soon I shall return to Turkestan
 I will ask for her heart and hand
 Oh, sweet Dardanella
 I love your harem eyes
 I'm a lucky fellow to capture such a prize
 Oh, Allah knows my love for you
 And he tells you to be true, Dardanella
 Oh, hear my sigh, my oriental
 Oh, sweet Dardanella, prepare the wedding wine
 There'll be one girl in my harem, when you're mine
 We'll build a tent
 Just like the children of the orient