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