
Friday Night BBQ At Coconut Bay
Sunlit Calypso Beach Party • 118 BPM • Steel Drums, Reggae Guitar, Upright Bass, Hand Percussion, Beach-Bar Piano • Simple Sing-Along Chorus • Benny the Bull DJ’ing • Easy Island Groove

Friday Night BBQ At Coconut Bay
Sunlit Calypso Beach Party • 118 BPM • Steel Drums, Reggae Guitar, Upright Bass, Hand Percussion, Beach-Bar Piano • Simple Sing-Along Chorus • Benny the Bull DJ’ing • Easy Island Groove
Lyrics
Friday Night at Coconut Bay
Verse 1
Friday whistle blew at three,
Farmer Joe said, “Y’all are free.”
Daisy grabbed her dancing shoes,
Bessie spread the happy news.
Down the beach the fire burned,
Every cow and calf returned,
Palm trees swayin’ in the breeze,
Moonlight dancin’ on the sea.
Chorus
Friday night at Coconut Bay,
Steel drums play and worries drift away,
Burgers on the grill and the stars all glow,
Everybody movin’ to the Benny Bull show.
Hey! Hey! Pass the plate!
Don’t be shy, it’s getting late,
Friday night at Coconut Bay,
We’re gonna moo and groove till break of day.
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Verse 2
Farmer Joe was at the grill,
Flippin’ burgers with great skill,
Benny had the music loud,
Dancin’ cows filled up the crowd.
Smoke was risin’ through the air,
Laughter driftin’ everywhere,
Looked like not a thing could go wrong,
Everybody singin’ along.
Chorus
Friday night at Coconut Bay,
Steel drums play and worries drift away,
Burgers on the grill and the stars all glow,
Everybody movin’ to the Benny Bull show.
Hey! Hey! Pass the plate!
Don’t be shy, it’s getting late,
Friday night at Coconut Bay,
We’re gonna moo and groove till break of day.
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Bridge
Daisy took a mighty bite,
Said, “This burger tastes just right.”
Then she stopped and looked around,
Something shiny she had found.
A little charm necklace caught the light,
Danglin’ there beneath the moon so bright.
She blinked twice and softly said,
“Y’all… I think that’s Barbara’s charm instead.”
The music paused for half a beat,
Then Bessie shrugged and grabbed a seat.
She said:
“Well Barbara always loved a party…”
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Final Chorus
Friday night at Coconut Bay,
Steel drums play and worries drift away,
Burgers on the grill and the stars all glow,
Everybody movin’ to the Benny Bull show.
Hey! Hey! Pass the plate!
Don’t be shy, it’s getting late,
Friday night at Coconut Bay,
We’re gonna moo and groove till break of day.
Outro
Farmer Joe kept tendin’ fire,
Benny turned the music higher,
Daisy wore the charm once more,
And they danced barefoot along the shore.
At Coconut Bay that’s how things stay—
A little strange, a little sweet,
And always a reason to dance and eat. 🌴🐄🎶🍔
