Rosie: He was born in Indochina,
Albert: He was born in old Virginia
Rosie: Son of missionaries there!
Albert: On a thousand acre farm!
Rosie: Very poor and very hungry,
What a cruel life to bear!
Albert: From a line of wealthy planters,
Full of genteel, southern charm!
Rosie: Soon he drifted down to Hong Kong,
To a waterfront saloon!
Albert: In evening by the river,
In the moonlight they would croon!
Rosie: That is where I heard him singing,
Albert: That's where Conrad started singing,
Rosie: Underneath a Hong Kong moon!
Albert: 'Neath that sweet plantation moon!
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