WHEN you want to meet a frien’,
\nRide up to Papine,
\nWhere dere’s people to no en’,
\nOld, young, fat an’ lean:
\nWhen you want nice gals fe court
\nAn’ to feel jus’ booze’,
\nGo’p to Papine as a sport
\nDress’ in ge’man clo’es.<\/p>\n
When you want to be jus’ broke, When you want know Sunday bright, When you want see gals look fine, When you want hear coarsest jokes Ef you want lost policeman, Policeman dat’s in his beat, Policeman on plain clo’es pass, When you want meet a surprise, When you want a pleasant drive,
\nRide up wid your chum,
\nBuy de best cigars to smoke
\nAn’ Finzi[1]<\/sup><\/a> old rum:
\nStagger roun’ de sort o’ square
\nOn to Fong Kin bar ;
\nKeep as much strengt’ dat can bear
\nYou do’n in de car.<\/p>\n
\nTek a run up deh
\nWhen ’bout eight o’clock at night
\nThings are extra gay :
\nEf you want to see it cram’,
\nWait tell night is dark,
\nAn’ beneat’ your breat’ you’ll damn
\nConey Island Park.<\/p>\n
\nYou mus’ go up dere,
\nAn’ you’ll see them drinkin’ wine
\nAn’ all sorts o’ beer :
\nThere you’ll see them walkin’ out,
\nEach wid a young man,
\nWatch them strollin’ all about,
\nFlirtin’ all dem can.<\/p>\n
\nPassin’ rude an’ vile,
\nWant to see de Kingston blokes,
\nGo up dere awhile:
\nWhen you want hear murderin’
\nOn de piano,
\nAn’ all sorts o’ drunken din,
\nPapine you mus’ go.<\/p>\n
\nGo dere Sunday night,
\nWhere you’ll see them, every one
\nLookin’ smart an’ bright :
\nPoliceman of every rank,
\nRural ones an’ all,
\nIn de bar or on de bank,
\nEach one in them sail.<\/p>\n
\nPoliceman widout,
\nPoliceman wid him gold teet’
\nShinin’ in him mout’;
\nPoliceman in uniform
\nMade of English blue,
\nP’liceman gettin’ rather warm,
\nSleuth policeman too.<\/p>\n
\nAlso dismissed ones;
\nSee them standin’ in a mass,
\nTalkin’ ’bout them plans:
\nPoliceman “struck off de strengt’
\nPhysical unfit,”
\nHear them chattin’ dere at lengt’
\n‘Bout a diffran’ kit.[2]<\/sup><\/a><\/p>\n
\nTek de Papine track;
\nDere some things will meet you’ eyes
\nMek you tu’n you’ back:
\nWhen you want to see mankind
\nOf “class” family
\nIn a way degra’ them mind,
\nGo ‘p deh, you will see.<\/p>\n
\nTek Hope Gardens line;
\nI can tell you, man alive,
\nIt is jolly fine:
\nEf you want to feel de fun,
\nYou mus’ only wait
\nUntil when you’re comin’ do’n
\nAn’ de tram is late.<\/p>\n