On a desert island In the Caribbean There's a stranded sailor Who is seldom seen And he's been there so long He forgot his name So he took a new one And began again

No no no Coconut Joe Joe Joe No no no Coconut Joe

Well the sea was violent And the ship was sunk And every crate of Whiskey Sure enough got drunk He gathered up the driftwood To build hinself a shack Even if they come for him He's never coming back

No no no Coconut Joe Joe Joe No no no Coconut Joe

Everyday is a victory Every meal's a feast Not every man has an island All to himself, at least!

No no no Coconut Joe Joe Joe No no no Coconut Joe

No no no Coconut Joe Joe Joe No no no Coconut Joe...