Marianne, oh Marianne, oh won't you marry me?
We can have a bamboo hut and brandy in the tea.
Leave your fat old mama home--she never will say yes.
If Mama don't know now, she can guess (my, my yes).
All day, all night Marianne
Down by the seaside, siftin' sand;
Even little children love Marianne,
Down by the seaside, siftin' sand.
When she walks along the shore, people pause to greet,
White birds fly around her, little fish come to her feet.
In her heart is love, but I'm the only mortal man
Who's aloowed to kis my Marianne (don't rush me).
When we marry, we will have a time you never saw;
I will be so happy, I will kiss my mother-in-law (phooey!)
Children by the dozen in and out the bamboo hut,
One for ev'ry palm tree and cok-ey not (hurry up now)