I`m a poor boy from the farm land
Your father is a wealthy sailing man
If I asked you for your hand
Would you tell me no oh no no no
You`re a poor boy from the farm land
My daddy is a wealthy sailing man
He told me if you asked my hand
I`d better tell you no oh no no no
Your daddy brings you silk to sew
From the finest shop in Tokyo
He told you to turn me down I know
But don`t say no oh no no no
Yes daddy owns a clipper ship
And he brings me pearls on every trip
And pink champagne for me to sip
And you`re the poorest boy I know oh so no no no
I can`t give you anything
I can`t afford a wedding ring
A present that I`d like to bring
But oh I love you so oh don`t say no
My daddy`s three days out to sea
And he would turn me across his knee
If he knew you were kissin` me
But I can`t let you go oh no no no oh no no no