I don't have the H&J words but here's the Red Clay Ramblers' - where the girl is not the Pharoah's daughter (unless he's one who believes vice is nice but incest is best:o).

I went away to Egypt, to work there for a while,
And fell in love with Tara, the flower of the Nile.
I had to make some money, so she and I could wed.
That's when I got a job there working on the pyramid.

The Pharoah of all Egypt, a crummy little creep,
Would come out almost every day inspecting in his Jeep.
He had a big fat stomach, and a little pointed head,
And everyone that saw him thought he was already dead.

And then one day it happened, the Pharoah of Egypt
Came out to see how we were doing on that creepy crypt.
He took one look at Tara, and him she did beguile;
The next thing that I knew they were both sailing down the Nile.

And so I crept, I crept into the Pharoah's crypt and cried,
All alone there in that creepy crypt I cried, cried.
I watched him sail away from me, my Tara by his side,
That's when I crept into the crypt and cried.

The rest of my sad story, is hard for me to tell;
They had a royal wedding, they rang the wedding bell.
I watched until she promised to be his faithful bride,
Then I crept into that Pharoah's crypt and cried.

Oh yes I crept, I crept into the Pharoah's crypt and cried,
All alone there in that creepy crypt I cried, cried.
I lost my little flower and my tears I could not hide,
That's when I crept into the crypt and cried.
Oh yes I slipped into the sepulchre and sighed.
That's when I crept into the Pharoah's crypt and cried.