Words & Music by Irving Berlin
Published 1915 by Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co.

[Verse 1.
Tonight I'm dreaming of Araby,
That's where my dreams seem to carry me;
Where ev'rything is oriental;
And ev'ryone is sentimental.

There in the shade of the shelt'ring palms,
I met a maiden fair;
I long to hold her gently in my arms.
Oh, how I wish I were there!

Araby, when shades of night appear
I seem to hear you calling; Araby,
You seem to beckon, and I reckon
I'll be hurrying back again.

Seems to me, a maiden's face appears,
I see her tears are falling,
falling, because I left her there.

That's why I long to be where
all those happy faces wait for me,
beside the fair oasis.

Soon you'll see, within a Caravan,
an arabman will take me over the desert
back to Araby.

[Verse 2]
Someday you'll find me in Araby,
Where someone's waiting to marry me;
I can't forget the day we parted;
She said, I left her broken hearted,

I helped her on to a camel's back.
Before she rode away,
She made me promise that I would come back;
I'll keep my promise some day.