There are ten thousand graves   In Hong Kong Protestant Cemetery   Every one of them says   Born and died and the rest might be history      Walking there I'd cry   For my love was there to lie   I never knew shame to be so refreshing   I'd sing Georgia on my mind, she would be [Incomprehensible]      I'm alright, I'm alright   I'm alright, I'm alright      Was the day of the boats   For the fellas in coats in the Navy   They'd be all around   Change the face of this town 'cos they're lazy      1952 was the year that I lost you   I was with the soldiers in the school hall   Didn't know that you were ill   You didn't seem off      I'm alright, I'm alright   I'm alright, I'm alright      Don't go China show, new so blue   So who's aboard the boats these days?   Some people are fixing the terrible   Mixing the crew of old whose sailors say      Your life might be a mess of lights   When you're on your own   But the lights you'll see form a line   That'll be pointing all the way home      I was here before   My name was on the door   Took a score of years to get to your seat   I'll send the next in line, he'll be a clean sheet      I'm alright, I'm alright   I'm alright, I'm alright   I'm alright, I'm alright   I'm alright, I'm alright