Oh, Limehouse
Oh, Limehouse
Oh, Limehouse

Oh, Limehouse kids
Oh, Limehouse kids
Goin' the way
That the rest of them did
Poor and broken blossom
And nobody's child
Carefree and happy
You're just sort of wild

Oh, Limehouse blues
Oh, Limehouse blues
Learned from those chinkies
Those real China blues
Rings for your fingers
And tears for your crown
That is the story
Of old Chinatown