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