Lyrics Calypso Blues - Nat King Cole Trio, Jack Costanzo, Nat King Cole Trio, Jack Costanzo

Calypso Blues

Wa-o wa-o
Wa-o wa-o wa-o wa-e
Wa-o wa-o
Wa-o wa-o wa-o wa-e
Sittin' by de ocean
Me heart, she feel so sad
Sittin' by de ocean
Me heart, she feel so sad
Don’t got de money
To take me back to Trinidad
Fine calypso woman
She cook me shrimp and rice
Fine calypso woman
She cook me shrimp and rice
Dis yankee hot dog
Don’t treat me stomach very nice
Ah
In Trinidad, one dollar buy
Papaya juice, banana pie
Six coconuts, one female goat
And plenty fish to fill de boat
One bushel bread, one barrel wine
And all de town, she come to dine
But here is bad, one dollar buy
Cup of coffee, ham on rye
Ah
Me throat she sick from necktie
Me feet she hurt from shoes
Me pocket full of empty
I got Calypso blues
Dese yankee girls give me big scare
Is black de root, is blonde de hair?
Her eyelash false, her face is paint
And pads are where de girl she ain’t
She jitterbugs when she should waltz
I even think her name is false
But calypso girl is good a lot
Is what you see, is what she got
Sittin' by de ocean
Me heart, she feel so sad
Sittin' by de ocean
Me heart, she feel so sad…
I don’t got de money
To take me back to Trinidad
I don’t got de money
To take me back to Trinidad
Wa-o wa-o
Wa-o wa-o wa-o wa-e
Wa-o wa-o
Wa-o wa-o wa-o wa-e
Wa-o wa-o
Wa-o wa-o wa-o wa-e
Ah