THE HONOLULA RAG
© 1910
Lyrics: Harry Williams; Music: Egbert Van Alstyne
Sheet Music: Jerome H. Remick & Co., New York
Recordings:
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A big black sailor, on the good ship Tula
Sailed far away from Frisco bay
And when his boat sailed into Honolula
He sailed ashore to a liquor store
Said Abraham, It's dandy, the candy, bring brandy
And fare thee well, my Mandy
The sights I've got to see
Of course, you know the answer, a prancer, entrancer
A little native dancer
Just made him yell with glee
That Honolula Rag, boola rag, hoola rag
That Honolula drag
Jes drags me all de way from home and mother dear
That funny feelin' rag, reelin' rag, wheelin' drag
Makes me so spoony, so spoony, I'm loony
Bout de Honolula rag, that Honolula rag
Then Abraham jumped up and cried to Lulu
Give me your hand, and start dat band
I love my rag, but oh, you Hula Hula
Cling to me tight, and dance me right
Of all the towns I've been in, dat grinnin', and spinnin'
Is certainly most winnin'
So, swing me til I drop
I feel so awful funny, oh, honey
You've danced right in first money
So, don't you dare to stop
That Honolula Rag, boola rag, hoola rag
That Honolula drag
Jes drags me all de way from home and mother dear
That funny feelin' rag, reelin' rag, wheelin' drag
Makes me so spoony, so spoony, I'm loony
Bout de Honolula rag, that Honolula rag
Mahalo to Larry W. Jones for these lyrics.
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