Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale,
A tale of the heart's critique,
That started from this mountain where
They'd camped near fifty week'.

The Red Sea parted; all walked through
To Sinai's sandy shore.
According to Deuteronomy
T'was eleven days, no more. Eleven days, no more.

The battle started getting rough,
They peeked, and saw defeat.
You'd think the gates of Canaan were
Of reinforced concrete, Of reinforced concrete.

Eleven days turned forty years. Rebellion did abound:
With Miriam,
And Aaron too,
Two million heirs,
Marred by strife.
The mule with charm,
Reuben opting for graze galore;
Not on Moseses ground.