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She Wears Red Feathers by Guy Mitchell

Aha. I am not sure where this falls on the racism scale, but let’s examine, shall we? 

• “She wears red feathers and a huly-huly skirt” seems to be a rather rash assumption of the clothing of the inhabitants of the Pacific islands.  I’m sure they wear other clothes when they aren’t, you know, being native. 
• “She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from round the sea.” Well, I’m sure that isn’t true. I don’t believe that this could sustain life.
• When our narrator, an English Banker, travels to her island and asks for her hand in marriage it is granted. But there’s no wedding band! Instead, “Six baboons got out bassoons and played here comes the bride.”  I suspect that this might be poetic license. 
• To top it all off, people laugh at this native islander drinking tea when the Banker takes her back to London.  Well, what a life you have blessed her with, Mr Banker! Abject mockery and tea: that sounds like jolly old England!

The song itself could have come from the soundtrack of Bedknobs And Broomsticks.  Nowadays, the Daily Mail would be in uproar.