BIMINI BAY
(Words by Gus Kahn, Raymond B. Egan / Music by Richard A. Whiting, 1921)


Gad a bouts of now-a-days All spend their winter holidays Way down
old Bimini way Men of Wall street big and haughty Grow a trifle gay
and naughty Way down on Bimini Bay When men talk
honeymooning today They all rave about Bimini Bay they say

There is magic in the moon That makes December seem like June
Way down old Bimini way Count the stars if you are able In the
skies or on a label Way down on Bimini Bay Palm trees waving so
friendly at you And each tree that you see looks like two to you

Come and spoon with me 'Neath the julep tree Down old Bimini way
Hear the cocktails a calling Come to Bimini Bay Sweet orange
blossoms await you down yonder Where they say Absint the will
make ev'ry loving heart grow fonder There's a shady nook By a
sunny brook Where the Green River flows There we'll spend our
days And we'll try to raise Tom and Jerries who knows Each night
we'll sample our private stock Wind up the cat and put out the clock
Oh by Jiminy won't you come with me Down to Biminy Bay

There's a rickey tree By the Hennesea Down old Bimini way All the
folks are good mixers Down on Bimini Bay You'll love that tropical
Island The moon shines bright ev'ry night on that lovely Rock and
Rye land Oh by hickory It's so liquory Down on Bimini Bay And of
late I've heard Ev'ry wise old bird Will be flying that way You'll find
that's where the good lawyers are And how they practice at ev'ry bar
Oh by Jiminy how I'd love to be Down on Biminy Bay