There's Pharaohs and there's farmers, there's bosses and there's slaves* There's every kind of sorrow in the fields these days From the Delta of the Nile to the Country of the Brave And baby's gone mad again But Moses climbed the mountain, Moses got the stones And Moses told the people: "We're going on home" And the Red Sea parted and the Dead Sea moaned With the Ragtime Ragtime Blues Lead me to the river, lay me by the shore Let the coyotes find me, let the raindrops pour Let the clouds drop roses til I"m drowned in thorns Cause baby's gone mad again Rivers flow wild, rivers flow free And rivers flow mighty or it just might be That rivers run crazy til the moon comes clean With the Ragtime Ragtime Blues Genghis Khan was conned but Napoleon was told Never go and conquer what you cannot hold If land was a woman I'd be foolish for the gold And baby's gone mad again Now I'm not saying that I'm some king And I'm not saying that you're no queen I'm just saying, I'm just saying I've got the Ragtime Ragtime Blues The deeper is the winter, the richer is the spring What the frost might taketh, the sunshine brings A little color on the hill, a little dust upon the wings Cause baby's coming back again None can decipher, none too soon The circles of the sun and the circles of the moon Run circles round my head in a circulatory tune Called the Ragtime Ragtime Blues