This is a tale of a lonely man, 
Where the jungle grass is tall. 
It was told to me on a lonely beach 
Where the long blue shadows fall. 

I have drifted my way through this island world, 
For ten long years, come June 
Forgotten my people, my race, my creed 
And I think that the end is soon. 
You gave me a drink and you're holding my head 
And it's all that a friend could do 
It's funny -- I don't feel a bit of pain 
In the hole where the steel came through 
I was young, and there was a girl 
Who I loved as you'll never know. 
I slipped, how doesn't matter 
There was nothing to do but go. 
A few years later, just drifting, 
I picked up a paper at Prome 
"GIRL KILLS HERSELF IN SHROPSHIRE!" 
And the girl, was the girl from home. 
It rather broke my heart, Lad 
And the Beach claimed another soul. 
Yea - another husk went drifting 
Where the long blue breakers roll. 
I'm about to go to my God, Chum, 
But I've won away from my fears 
And my God is a bitter God too 
For he's had me in Hell for years! 
Don't bother the Gu-Gu that got me 
It's the way the game is run, 
It's coppered and fixed and loaded 
Adios! I'm thankful I'm done 

With my bolo I carved him a tombstone 
In coral, that the Beach might know 
"Here lies Tuan Jimmy of England 
He died as brave men go-" 

         The Stumble Bum