We was in Georgetown, sheltering from the rain <br />In the Chinese restaurant with the smelly drain <br />And the rain fell down more hard <br />And de stink got more rough <br />And a’ we in the shelter, we began to gaff. <br /> <br />And the man in the raggedy shirt began to boast <br />That of all the men there he had de most. <br />‘Cos, he said, he slept on the pave and he don’t want no house <br />He don’t want pay no rent <br />He don’t tek no worry <br />He got no bills to pay, no bills to pay, no bills to pay, <br />He a happy man, no bills to pay. <br /> <br />The East Indian man with no front teeth <br />And his cardboard under his arm, to keep it from wet and harm <br />Began to dance and sing <br />To clap his hand and grin <br />And join in the raggedy man beat: <br />No bills to pay, no bills to pay, no bills to pay <br />A’ we happy men, no bills to pay. <br /> <br />Then that day in Georgetown it ceased to rain <br />And a’ we stuck in the Chinese restaurant, the one with the smelly drain <br />Found we all marooned there, the water raised, the floods had come <br />We had to paddle through the stinky water <br />To get back to our houses our duties our jobs. <br />While the two free men, the two happy men <br />Continued their song: <br />No bills to pay, no bills to pay, no bills to pay <br />A’ we happy men, no bills to pay.<br /><br />Nim Lee<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-happy-man-in-the-chinese-restaurant-part-1-no-bills-to-pay/
