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