IN HONOLULU BY THE SEA
(Jack Frost,   1915)


It's just the time the moon is shining down 
In Honolulu by the sea; 
It's just the time the ukeleles sound 
In Honolulu by the sea.
Sleep, dream, my Honolulu lady, 
Tho' I'm far away from thee.
Sweet breezes whisper love songs as of you, 
When last you said farewell to me.

The same old silv'ry moon is shining there 
In Honolulu by the sea; 
With same sweet songs the night birds fill the air 
In Honolulu by the sea. 
Sleep, dream, my ukelele lady, 
Won't you sing once more to me. 
The songs that used to drive away all care
In Honolulu by the sea.

Once again I seem to hear her softly singing, 
"Aloha oe, aloha oe." 
When thro' the pines the ukeleles ringing 
bring back the happy days that used to be. 
Honey Lou, my tears are falling 
As I seem to hear you softly calling me, 
"Aloha oe, aloha oe," 
In Honolulu by the sea.