Calypso Joe

“Calypso Joe”.    (contact me if you would like the sheet music for this song)


A traveller from far afield, a wanderer with eyes unpeeled

A traveller from far afield, a wanderer with eyes unpeeled

until he came across this town, the friendliest place that he had found.

He carried his fiddle and his old banjo, he sat on the quay and he played Calypso

He sang of his travels up and down so pleased was he to have reached Looe Town

And they called him Calypso Joe. He played the fiddle and the old banjo

And they called him Calypso Joe. He can play you any tune so long as it’s Calypso

Some guy asked him to play the “Blues”, a dapper chap in his new suede shoes

But blues and calypso just don’t mix. It was then it dawned he was in a fix.

Have you ever heard the sound of a poor banjo player floundering around

Settling ito a 12 bar riff, the Calypso Blues just bored him stiff.

And they called him Calypso Joe. He played the fiddle and the old banjo

And they called him Calypso Joe. He can play you any tune so long as it’s Calypso

The moral of this sorry tale is to play the stuff you know you can nail

If they ask you to go that extra mile make sure you do it in Calypso style

And they called him Calypso Joe. He played the fiddle and the old banjo

And they called him Calypso Joe. He can play you any tune so long as it’s Calypso