The Finding of Moses
Written by the blind Dublin street-singer "Zozimus" (Michael Moran) born 1794 died 1846.
On Egypt's banks, contagious to the Nile
The auld Pharaoh's
daughter, she went to bathe in style
She took her dip and she came unto
And to dry her royal pelt she ran along the strand
bulrush tripped her whereupon she saw
A smiling babby in a wad of
She took him up and says she in accents mild
tar-an-a-gers, now me girls, which one of yis owns the child?"
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
Left a little baby by the river in his nude."
She took him to
her auld 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
Go my darling daughter and get the child a nurse."
An auld blackamore woman among the crew
Cried out, "You royal
savage, what's that to do with you?
Your royal ladies is too meek and
To beget dishonestly this darling little child."
says the Pharaoh, "I'll search every nook
From the Phoenix Park down to
And when I catch a hoult of the bastards father
kick him from the Nile down to the Dodder."
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
little young one that left the child behind
She came up to the Pharaoh,
a stranger, mareyah
Never lettin' on that she was the baby's ma
so little Moses got his mammy back
Which shows that co-in-ci-dence is a
nut to crack.