Lyrics for singles by Harry Belafonte

Day O!

Day-o, day-o
Daylight come and we want go home
Day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day-o
Daylight come and we want go home

Work all night on a drink of rum                          (Daylight come and we want go home)
Stack banana 'til the morning come                        (Daylight come and we want go home)
Come Mister tally man, tally me banana                    (Daylight come and we want go home)
Come Mister tally man, tally me banana                    (Daylight come and we want go home)

Lift six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch               (Daylight come and we want go home)
Six foot, seven foot, eight foot bunch                    (Daylight come and we want go home)
Day, is a day-o                                           (Daylight come and we want go home)
Day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day-o   (Daylight come and we want go home)

A beautiful bunch of ripe banana                          (Daylight come and we want go home)
Hide the deadly black tarantula                           (Daylight come and we want go home)

[chorus]

Come Mister tally man, tally me banana                    (Daylight come and we want go home)
Come Mister tally man, tally me banana                    (Daylight come and we want go home)
Day-o, day-o                                              (Daylight come and we want go home)
Day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day, is a day-o   (Daylight come and we want go home)

Jump in the Line

Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time

My girl's name is Senora
I tell you friends, I adore her
And when she dances, oh, brother
She's a hurricane in all kinds of weather

Jump in the line, rock your body in time (Okay, I believe you)
Jump in the line, rock your body in time (Somebody, help me)
Jump in the line, rock your body in time (Okay, I believe you)
Jump in the line, rock your body in time (Whoa)
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time

You can talk about cha-cha
Tango, waltz or the rumba
Senora's dance has no title
You jump in the saddle
Hold on to the bridle

[chorus]

Senora, she's a sensation
The reason for aviation
And fellas, you got to watch it
When she wind up she bottom, she go like a rocket

[chorus]

Senora dances calypso
Left to right is the tempo
And when she gets the sensation
She go up in the air
Come down in slow motion

[chorus]