Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red? Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red? Them say you'd be done inna the sunshine with nothing on your head Oh, Cordelia Brown, that's why your head so red On a moonshine night, on a moonshine night I met Mr. Ivan, and Mr. Ivan told me, say me ma, please meet a disca Make Jamaica bright on the moonshine night, oh hee ha ha, oh hee hee ha ha Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red? Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red? Them say you'd be done inna the sunshine with nothing on your head Oh, Cordelia Brown, that's why your head so red Ah, ah, ah, ah, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia Red, red, red, red, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia