A popular song from 1923.
Words by Gus Kahn.
Music by Walter Donaldson.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- Teacher often said to me
Just study your geography
So no important place you’ll miss
But I don’t need a map or book
Since my old uncle Hiram took
A little trip and told me this
There’s a whole wide world of fun
And it’s all rolled into one
Chorus
On the Isle of Wicki Wacki Woo
Tricky chickees kitch-ee catch-ee you
When they talk Hawaiian I’m puzzled you see
But when they start dancing
They’re talking to me
They have summer all winter thru
Flirting is the finest thing they do
I’ve got a wife you bet
But can’t a guy forget
On the Isle of Wicki Wacki Woo
- Uncle’s not a lady’s man
In fact he’s been an “also ran”
Whenever any girls were near
But on this isle he tells me of
They took one look and fell in love
So it must be the atmosphere
I’ve grown dusty on the shelf
So, I’m going there myself
(extra chorus lines from Aileen Stanley’s 1923 78rpm record)
Chorus 2:
On the Isle of Wicki Wacki Woo
Little Hula Hula fool-a you.
The moonlight’s so mellow and yellow above.
Well, you know my nature, I’m chock full of love.
Strolling on the rolling golden sands,
I’ll be dizzy just from holding hands.
So Mother’s angel child will soon be running wild,
On the Isle of Wicki Wacki Woo.
Chorus 4:
—-(piano)
—-(piano)
We all know why sailors keep sailing the foam.
But when they reach Wicki they feel right at home.
Strolling on the rolling golden sands,
I’ll be dizzy just from holding hands.
The moon that shines each night is not the only sight,
On the Isle of Wicki Wacki Woo.
Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein: