Bloody Hell!!!!
This version of the song is killer. I've been obsessed with this song for a while. I gotta get this 78....
1:40 on is killer....
THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!
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 say 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
Need somebody to carry me home to San Francisco
And bury my body there
Oh, 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?
But when I try to leave
Sweet opium won't let me fly away
I need someone to love me
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
One of my favourites from my grandmother's collection that I played to death in the 1950's - from 1957 onwards - and somehow I knew it was about drug addiction even then, though don't know how or why. The black and white movies of the day were aired on TV, Sundays - when Grandad used to sleep in his arm chair, Nannie and my mum snoozed, and we girls watched all the old greats! Scary, some of them!
This song about opium addiction flew right under the censor's radar. "Kickin' ol' Buddha's gong" is a very old slang phrase for smoking opium, and how about the line "sweet opi-man won't let me fly away"?