Lyrics Brian Wilson

Brian Wilson

On A Holiday

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'.