A pirate with a tune on a holiday. Ol' lazy mister moon want a getaway. And isn't that a moon for a milky way? A ukulele lady, a roundalay. Rock, rock roll, Child! Rock, rock, roll, Plymouth Rock roll over. For a holiday, with a roundalay. Abaft and forth, a starboard course with North abeam, sherry of course. The men Will share some sport ah-now me hearty! Not the rum of Carib scum, it's Port Tonight, drink up and come, un-weigh That anchor yank and we will party! A shanty town, a chanty in Waikiki, and juxtapose A man with a mystery a blue Hawaiian, capture His melody, and Liliuola Kalani will sing to me. Rock, rock, roll, Child! Rock, rock roll, Plymouth Rock roll over. For a holiday. Long, long ago, Long ago. Whisperin' winds send my Wind a chimes a-tinklin'. Whisperin' winds send my Wind a chimes a-tinklin'.