My Honolulu Lady
Written by Lee Johnson
Published 1898

I'se done shook my Alabama gal,
For Honolulu Lou;
My high-toned lady
She is a dream my Southern queen,
My Honolulu Lou.
She'll soon be mine.
I'll leave my Mobile home,
To Hawaii I will roam,
To wed my Lulu; then we will return,
Then I'll show dem coons and wenches style,
And grace that is divine,
When we both pass down de line.

[chorus]
She is my Honolulu lady,
She's ma baby.
She has won my heart,
this choc'late cullud daisy;
She has distanced all the white gals and de wenches.
She's a Southern dream, my Honolulu lady.
She is my Lady.

I went down to a swell coonball
Last night and took my bride;
She set dem crazy.
I lead dat colored festival,
With Lulu by my side.
My love divine.
We eat de pigeon wing,
De coons did shout and sing,
When we did the Honolulu Pas-ma-la.
Den we glided by de judge's stand,
De coons and wenches sighed
When my Lou she took first prize.

[repeat chorus]