It´s the story of an unfortunate colored man Who got busted in Old Hong Kong
He got 20 years´ privilege taken away From him when he banged the old Buddha gong
Now he´s playing the piano Just to raise the price of a ticket to the land of the free He say his home is Frisco where they send the rice But really it´s Tennessee
That´s why he says I need someone to love me Need somebody to carry me Home to San Francisco And bury me body there I need someone to lend me A fifty-dollar bill and then I´ll leave Hong Kong Far behind me for happiness once again
Would someone believe
I began to see that bay again But when I tried to leave Sweet old PM wouldn´t let me fly away
I need someone to love me Need somebody to carry me Home to San Francisco And bury me body there
Michael!
I need someone to love me Need somebody to carry me Home to San Francisco And bury me body there I need someone to lend me A fifty-dollar bill and then I´ll leave Hong Kong Far behind me for happiness once again