In the spring of 1962, 12 miles from Omaha, I met three ladies and a preacher man on their way to Wichita.
They were riding a camel, side saddle getting high on a baby roof, and I heard one say in her own little way, I'm searching for the truth.
Has a chicken got lips? Does a rattlesnake have hips? Can an elephant make a living blowing bubbles through his nose?
If a blind man can stare and a bald man comb his hair, just blow on his ear, he'll follow you.
Woo-hoo!
In a wind.
When they got to Salt Lake...
You know the dust was pouring down. Three ladies and a reverend on a camel's back, you know they rode into that town.
Stopped in downtown, Utah broke a seal on a tube of glue, and I heard one say as she sniffed away, I'm searching for the truth.
Has a chicken got lips? Does a rattlesnake have hips? Can an elephant make a living blowing bubbles through his nose?
If a blind man can stare and a bald man comb his hair, just blow on his ear, he'll follow you.
If your goldfish grows hair and starts sleeping in your chair, just blow on his ear, he'll follow you.
Woo-hoo!
In a wind.
By the time they got to Wichita, the camel was about to break.
Atop him rode an elephant, a chicken, and a big old snake.
Two kangaroos, the Memphis Zoo, and a case of baby roosters.
And I heard them say as they rode away, we're searching for the truth.
Has a chicken got lips? Does a rattlesnake have hips?
Can an elephant make a living blowing bubbles through his nose?
If you buy burlap underwear, your complexion won't be fair.
Just blow on his ear, he'll follow you.
Woo-hoo!
In a wind.
Just blow on his ear, he'll follow you anywhere.