I met her in Venezuela
With a basket on her head
If she had lucked other
She did not say
But I knew she'd do
To pass away
To pass away
The time in Venezuela
To pass away
The time in Venezuela
I gave her a sash
A beautiful sash of blue
A beautiful sash of blue
Because I knew that she could do
With all the tricks that I knew she knew
To pass away
The time in Venezuela
To pass away
The time in Venezuela
And when my ship
My ship put out to sea
My ship put out to sea
And she was a takin' leave of me
I said cheer up
They'll always be sailors ashore with glee
Sailors ashore with glee in Venezuela
Her lingo was strange
But the thought of her smile
The thought of her smile
Will haunt me and taunt me
For many a mile
She was my gal
And she did the while
To pass away
The time in Venezuela
To pass away
The time in Venezuela