CHORUS:
Hi Jolly, hey Jolly
Twenty miles today by golly
Twenty more before the morning light
High Jolly Yeah, I gotta be on my way
I told my gal I'd be home Sunday night.
VERSES:
Hi Jolly was a camel driver long time ago
Followed Mr. Blaine* a way out west
Didn't mind the burnin' sand in that God-forsaken land
But he didn't mind the pretty gals the best
They got pretty gals in Albuquerque, least that's what I've heard
Pretty gals in Tucumcari*, too
Now, Honey, I ain't blind, but I don't pay 'em any mind
I'm savin' all my lovin' just for you
Old timers out in Arizona tell you that it's true
You can see Hi Jolly's ghost a-travelin' still
When that desert moon is bright he comes ridin' through the night
Leadin' four-and-twenty camels 'cross the hill
Randy Sparks, (c) 1963 Cherrybell Music Publishing Company.