In a port there is a bar
At the counter
We see black eyes
Like the evening
He's called Danny
All the women are crazy about him
So when the night comes
We hear in the noise
Like a cry
Oh! Danny!
Oh! My Danny!
We will love every night ...
Oh! Danny!
Oh! My Danny!
Oh! Danny! Oh! Danny!
Danny is a boy
Ill-bred
He has a mocking air
Cheeky
I like to reach my hands
In the black of his hair
All curly
Danny is my friend
And I only love him
Every night ...
Oh! Danny!
Oh! My Danny!
We love all night ...
Oh! Danny!
Come into my bed!
Oh! Danny! Oh! Danny!
Danny!