Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red?
Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red?

Them say you'd be done inna the sunshine with nothing on your head
Oh, Cordelia Brown, that's why your head so red

On a moonshine night, on a moonshine night
I met Mr. Ivan, and Mr. Ivan told me, say me ma, please meet a disca
Make Jamaica bright on the moonshine night, oh hee ha ha, oh hee hee ha ha

Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red?
Oh, Cudelia Brown, what make your head so red?

Them say you'd be done inna the sunshine with nothing on your head
Oh, Cordelia Brown, that's why your head so red
Ah, ah, ah, ah, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia
Red, red, red, red, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia, Cudelia