Hong Kong Blues 歌词

Well, here's a story about a very unfortunate colored man Who got arrested down in old Hong Kong He got all his fortunes taken away from him When he kicked old Buddah's gong And now he's pumpin' the piano just to pay the price For a ticket to the land of the free He said that his home's in Frisco Where they ship the rice But it's really in Tennessee Won't somebody please help me Won't somebody please carry me back to San Francisco And bury my body there Yes, and bury my body there Oh, won't somebody please help me Won't somebody please carry me back to San Francisco And bury my body there Come on now, and bury my body there I'm not joking now, bury my body there Bring it on back, bury my body there I want to know where I'm burried now, bury my body there Oh yeah, come on now Ah-ah, come on