The Coffee Song Songtext
von Frank Sinatra

Way down among Brazilians,
Coffee beans grow by the billions,
So they′ve got to find those extra cups to fill.
They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil.

You can′t get cherry soda,
'Cause they've got to fill that quota,
And the way things are I′ll bet they never will.
They′ve got a zillion tons of coffee in Brazil.

No tea or tomato juice,
You'll see no potato juice,
The planters down in Santos all say "No, no, no!"

The politician′s daughter,
Was accused of drinking water,
And was fined a great big fifty dollar bill.
They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil.


You date a girl and find out later,
She smells just like a percolator,
Her perfume was made right on the grill.
Why they could percolate the ocean in Brazil.

And when their ham and eggs need savor,
Coffee ketchup gives ′em flavor,
Coffee pickles way outsell the dill.
Why they put coffee in the coffee in Brazil.

No tea or tomato juice,
You'll see no potato juice,
The planters down in Santos all say "No, no, no!"

So you lead to the local color,
Serving coffee with a cruller,
Dunking doesn′t take a lot of skill.
They've got an awful lot of coffee,
An awful lot of coffee,
Man, they got a gang of coffee in Brazil!