In the midday sun
They beat on their drums
When Poppa Joe comes to town

With his coconut-rum
They can all have fun
They can drink it

'Till the sun goes down

Poppa Joe just smiles politely

With the money he takes he might be
Very rich one day as he hears them say


Poppa rumbo rumbo
Hey Poppa Joe coconut
Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe

Poppa rumbo rumbo
Hey Poppa Joe coconut
Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe

Poppa rumbo rumbo
Hey Poppa Joe coconut
hey Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe

Hey Pop-, Poppa, Poppa Joe

Never see a sad face

in the market place
When Poppa Joe comes around
For his coconut taste

You can see them race
Through the streets
You can hear the sound


All of the ladies are laughing gaily
Poppa Joe's still thinking maybe

He'll always hear the people say

Poppa rumbo rumbo

Hey Poppa Joe coconut
Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe
Poppa rumbo rumbo

Hey Poppa Joe coconut
Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe
Poppa rumbo rumbo

Hey Poppa Joe coconut
Hey Poppa Joe, hey Poppa Joe
Hey Pop-, Poppa, Poppa Joe