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