Limehouse Blues

And those weird China blues Never go away Sad, mad blues For all the while they seem to say 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 the real Limehouse blues 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