Limehouse Blues

Oh, Limehouse kid

Oh, oh, Limehouse kid

Goin’ the way

That the rest of them did

Poor broken blossom

And nobody’s child

Haunting and taunting

You’re just kind of wild

Oh, Limehouse blues

I’ve got the real Limehouse blues

I can’t seem to shake off

Those real China blues

Rings on your fingers

And tears for your crown

That is the story

Of old Chinatown

Rings on your fingers

And tears for your crown

That is the story

Of old Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown

Chinatown