I pitched a game in the sand And so it was no supprise That I couldent win my game With the sand blowing in my eyes.

I done pretty good I think to hold them to a tie When I couldent see where was I pitching On acct of the sand in my eyes.

We seen the Pyrmids and spinix and all they was to see The desserts and musk and campbells Was a mung the things we seen.

Good by boys we will you remmember Your well come has been grate And we will all ways remmember Cairo and the boys of Council 8.