Hicki Hoy 1915

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 31 May 2010
2010

Billy was a bos'n
on a brigantine
that sailed from San Francisco
to the Phillipines
He stopped at Honolulu,
met a Hula maid,
and told her tales of love
as down the beach they strayed.
"How do you do" said he,
"You look good to me,"
She rolled her boola eyes
and said: "Oh."

Hoy Hicki, Hicki, Hicki,
Hoy said this Hula maiden coy
To this handsome sailor boy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy,
Oh the jolly Jackie didn't know
that she meant "I love you so,"
but her eyes with love aglow,
filled the boy full of joy,
Hicki Hoy.
When the sun was sinking in the west
And the boola birds had gone to rest,
Oh the good ship set her sails to go,
And the roving sailor boy
left a little broken toy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy.

Hoy Hicki, Hicki, Hicki,
Hoy said this Hula maiden coy
To this handsome sailor boy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy,
Oh the jolly Jackie didn't know
that she meant "I love you so,"
but her eyes with love aglow,
filled the boy full of joy,
Hicki Hoy.
When the sun was sinking in the west
And the boola birds had gone to rest,
Oh the good ship set her sails to go,
And the roving sailor boy
left a little broken toy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy.

Billy's back at home
among his friends so true,
Where ev'rybody loves
a sailor boy in blue,
Lads and lassies gather
'round him by the score,
But Billy's heart
is off on Honolulu shore.
Though he seems gay and free,
just like he used to be
His heart is sad,
for oh he's dreaming.

Hoy Hicki, Hicki, Hicki,
Hoy said this Hula maiden coy
To this handsome sailor boy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy,
Oh the jolly Jackie didn't know
that she meant "I love you so,"
but her eyes with love aglow,
filled the boy full of joy,
Hicki Hoy.
When the sun was sinking in the west
And the boola birds had gone to rest,
Oh the good ship set her sails to go,
And the roving sailor boy
left a little broken toy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy.

Hoy Hicki, Hicki, Hicki,
Hoy said this Hula maiden coy
To this handsome sailor boy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy,
Oh the jolly Jackie didn't know
that she meant "I love you so,"
but her eyes with love aglow,
filled the boy full of joy,
Hicki Hoy.
When the sun was sinking in the west
And the boola birds had gone to rest,
Oh the good ship set her sails to go,
And the roving sailor boy
left a little broken toy,
Hicki Hoy, Hicki Hoy.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
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Hicki Hoy 1915
Music by Lewis F.Muir
Lyrics by Stanley Murphy
© 1915 by F.A.Mills - New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 31 May 2010 at 11.50
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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