I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
When night falls on the land
I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
I’m gonna lay him down if I can

I thought I heard that big, that big Kate Adams
I thought I heard a whistle blow
I thought I heard that big, that big Kate Adams
Puffing down to Mexico

I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
When night falls on the land
I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
I’m gonna lay him down if I can

I don’t need a chicken, a chicken in the pot
Or a woman in my own back yard
I don’t need a chicken, chicken, chicken in the pot
The way I need the next high card

I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
When night falls on the land
I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
And I’m gonna lay him down if I can
Yes I am
Lady luck makes the kings, the Natchez kings
The kings of Natchez and below
She makes the kings of Natchez and below
And lady luck’s with me, I know

So I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
When night falls on the land
I’m looking for the last, the last pharaoh
And I’m gonna lay him down yes I am