I saw the splendor of the moonlight On Honolulu Bay. There something tender in the moonlight On Honolulu Bay, And all the beaches are full of peaches Who bring their ukes along, And in the glimmer of the moonlight They love to sing this song: If you like-a Ukulele Lady Ukulele Lady like-a you. If you like to linger where it's shady Ukulele Lady linger too. If you kiss-a Ukulele Lady While you promise ever to be true And she find another Ukulele Lady foolin with you, Maybe she'll sigh (or maybe not) Maybe she'll cry (an awful lot) Maybe she'll find somebody else By and by To sing to when it's cool and shady Where the tricky wickie wackies woo, If you like-a Ukulele Lady Ukulele Lady like-a you. verse 2: She used to sing to me by moonlight On Honolulu Bay. Fond mem cling to me by moonlight Although I'm far away. Someday I'm going where eyes are glowing And lips are made to kiss, To see somebody in the moonlight And hear the song I miss: Chorus