Rum and Coca Cola
And when de Yankeys first went to Trinidad
Some ah de young girls were more than glad,
Deh said that de Yankeys treat dem Nice
And deh give dem the better Price.
Deh buy rum and coca-cola, went Down Point Cumana,
Both mothers and daughters,
Workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
And look, I had ah little chick De odda day,
But her mother came and took her Away,
Ah self and her mother and her sisters
Went tuh make out with some soldiers.
Deh bought rum and coca-cola,
went Down Point Cumana, Both mothers and daughters,
Workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
Deh have some Aristos in Port Of Spain
I know alot but ah won't call names,
And in the day wouldn't gih you a right
But yuh go see dem with deh foreigners late at night.
Drinkin rum and coco-cola, goin down Point Cumana,
Both mothers and daughters,
Workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
I know a couple who got married one Afternoon,
An was tuh go tuh Miami on deh Honey- Moon,
But de bride run away, with de soldier Lad
And de stupid husband went starin Mad.
Because rum and coco-cola, goin down Point Cumana.
Both mothers and daughters, workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
Some ah de young girls were more than glad,
Deh said that de Yankeys treat dem Nice
And deh give dem the better Price.
Deh buy rum and coca-cola, went Down Point Cumana,
Both mothers and daughters,
Workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
And look, I had ah little chick De odda day,
But her mother came and took her Away,
Ah self and her mother and her sisters
Went tuh make out with some soldiers.
Deh bought rum and coca-cola,
went Down Point Cumana, Both mothers and daughters,
Workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
Deh have some Aristos in Port Of Spain
I know alot but ah won't call names,
And in the day wouldn't gih you a right
But yuh go see dem with deh foreigners late at night.
Drinkin rum and coco-cola, goin down Point Cumana,
Both mothers and daughters,
Workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
I know a couple who got married one Afternoon,
An was tuh go tuh Miami on deh Honey- Moon,
But de bride run away, with de soldier Lad
And de stupid husband went starin Mad.
Because rum and coco-cola, goin down Point Cumana.
Both mothers and daughters, workin Fuh deh yankey dollar.
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Writer(s): Frank Ramond, Thomas Marx, Joe Barone
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