I saw the splendor of the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay.
There something tender in the moonlight
On Honolulu Bay,
And all the beaches are full of peaches
Who bring their ukes along,
And in the glimmer of the moonlight
If you like-a Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like-a you.
If you like to linger where it's shady
Ukulele Lady linger too.
If you kiss-a Ukulele Lady
While you promise ever to be true
And she find another Ukulele
Lady foolin with you,
Maybe she'll sigh (or maybe not)
Maybe she'll cry (an awful lot)
Maybe she'll find somebody else
By and by
To sing to when it's cool and shady
Where the tricky wickie wackies woo,
If you like-a Ukulele Lady
Ukulele Lady like-a you.
She used to sing to me by moonlight
On Honolulu Bay.
Fond mem cling to me by moonlight
Although I'm far away.
Someday I'm going where eyes are glowing
And lips are made to kiss,
To see somebody in the moonlight
Chorus