She left twenty-nine broken hearts
Broken in twenty-nine parts
Now there are twenty-nine fellas complainin’ to their moms
About the lady from 29 Palms
She got twenty-nine Cadillacs
Twenty-nine sables from Sach’s
They came from twenty-nine fellas who never had their arms
Around the lady from 29 Palms
She’s a yip-yip-yippy-eyed dolly
A new kinda gal of the west
And yip-yip-yippy by-golly
Whatever she does, she does her best
She rides twenty-nine trails to bliss
Knows twenty-nine ways how to kiss
She is a gal that you dream of, you’d love to have your arms
Around the lady from 29 Palms