In a little quiet town Just south of the Mexican border There lived a lovely Juanita A banana grower's daughter She longed to sing at the opera But her father laughed and made fun Still Juanita would sing each day in the fields As soon as her work was done Juanita Banana Juanita Banana Juanita Banana Juanita Banana Juanita moved to the city In seach of fortune & fame It didn't take more than a couple of songs She had won the world's acclaim Her father back home was astounded His Juanita Banana a star? He burned down his trees He moved to the city And he bought himself a guitar