It's the story of a very unfortunate colored man   Who got arrested down in old Hong Kong   He got twenty years privilege taken away from him   When he kicked old Buddha's gong      And now he's poppin' the piano just to raise the price   Of a ticket to the land of the free   Well, he says his home's in Frisco where they send the rice   But it's really in Tennessee      That's why he said, "I need someone to love me   I need somebody to carry me home to San Francisco   And bury my body there   I need someone to lend me a fifty dollar bill and then   I'll leave Hong Kong behind me for happiness once again"      Won't somebody believe   I've a yen to see that Bay again   Every time I try to leave   Sweet opium won't let me fly away      I need someone to love me   I need somebody to carry me home to San Francisco   And bury my body there      That's the story of a very unfortunate colored man   Who got arrested down in old Hong Kong   He got twenty years privilege taken away from him   When he kicked old Buddha's gong