Neath date trees laden There once dwelt a maiden
Who dreamed about her Sheik,
A young Valentino, A gay Filipino,
Now as a singer He was no humdinger,
So he sang with a shriek, In
CHORUS:
Dromedary, Dromedary
Where I'll meet my fate
Stars are peeping, While I'm keeping
a Dromedary Date,
And while the moonbeams play on the sand,
I know that she will give me her hand,
So I will tarry,
Then we'll marry
in Dromedary land.
Where sands are burning The Sheik is still yearning
For one who loved him so
This poor Filipino, Lost his peacherino
There's no more loving,
No more turtle-doving
She tells another beau, In
CHORUS:
Dromedary, Dromedary
Where I'll meet my fate
Stars are peeping, While I'm keeping
a Dromedary Date,
And while the moonbeams play on the sand,
I know that I will give you my hand,
So I will tarry,
Then we'll marry
in Dromedary land.