If you are going to Bhutan,
You must seek out the chilly man.
Bhutan Majestic you must book,
He’ll take you through the land of Druk.
Temples, Dzongs or Trekking Path,
He’s the one to make you laugh.
Through snow and forest, knows the way
Our Chilly Man is “thak thak-bay”
The ifs and where’s along the road,
He knows the places to unload

In Bhutan you’re double lucky,
If your driver’s cheerful Choki.
No job’s too hard, no task too tough,
For you he cannot do enough.
“Best driver in the land!” they said.
And don’t forget to “watch your head!”
Naked Indians, monks with phones,
Tents cold enough to freeze your bones.
All this made pos’, and I’m not silly,
By two guys fired on rice and Chilly!

We learned of Drukpa Kuenley, monk insane
And saw a solo black necked crane.
We shopped ’till we were on our knees
And burned our mouths on chilly cheese.
The Rhoddies were red, the trekking done,
The prayers were said, the wheels were spun.
Mystery and magic, close at hand,
How lucky us in Dragon Land.
So if you are going to Bhutan,
You must seek out the Chilly Man.

Composed by Timothy Chadwick

The composer is the group member of Kudu Druk Path Trek visited on 30th March to 10th April 2008.