We come from every quarter
From North, South, East and West
To clear the way to freedom
For the land we love the best
We've left our occupations
And home, so far and dear
But when the going's rather rough
We raise this song in cheer

Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as mine
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
You're surely looking fine
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
If the Camels don't get you
The Fatimas must
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as mine

Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as mine
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
You're surely looking fine
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
If the Camels don't get you
The Fatimas must
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as mine

You see them on the highway
You meet them down the pike
In olive drab and khaki
Are soldiers on the hike
And as the column passes
The word goes down the line
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
You're surely looking fine

Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as mine
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
You're surely looking fine
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
If the Camels don't get you
The Fatimas must
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as mine

Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as mine
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
You're surely looking fine
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust
If the Camels don't get you
The Fatimas must
Good morning, Mister Zip-Zip-Zip
With your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as
Your hair cut just as short as mine