Well look I had a pretty baby,
Who confessed she loved me,
And she from respectable family,

And she said that she had a soldier,
Who is treating her much better, uh huh
No, she said she don't want no native feller.

And she told me plainly, she love Yankee money,
And she said, "Lord Invader, not because you sung "Rum and Coca-Cola",
Don't bother if you know you ain't got that Yankee dollar."

I started to chat the lady, I pleaded so impressively,
I showed her a lot of English money.
But she said what she need me to understand,
Is that she don't want no Trinidadian,
You must be an American
Or either a Puerto Rican.

And she told me plainly, she love Yankee money,
And she said, "Lord Invader, not because you sung "Rum and Coca-Cola",
Don't bother if you know you ain't got that Yankee dollar."

Yes, they have some girls in Port-of-Spain,
Some of them ain't got no shame,
Yes, I know a lot but I won't call name,
And if you see them around the corner
To approach them don't you bother
Uh huh, don't you know they blockin' some Yankee soldier.

And she told me plainly, she love Yankee money,
And she said, "Lord Invader, not because you sung "Rum and Coca-Cola",
Don't bother if you know you ain't got that Yankee dollar."

But now the war is over, Trinidad is getting harder,
Some of the women bawling for murder,
And you can hear them how they gossiping,
No more Yankee dollars they spending, and thing
Well now they hustlin' for their usual shilling.


Lyrics submitted by Broon31

Yankee Dollar song meanings
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