Chin-Chin Chinaman 1917

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 18 Dec 2006
2006

See him coming down the street,
hear the patter of his feet,
Old John Chinaman, bundle under arm,
Old John Chinaman, never does you harm,
cleaning up your collars,
saving up your dollars,
Welly, welly good:
(You sabby)

ChinChinChinChinChinChin Chinaman
Singing all the day,
Turns work into play,
kids all follerin'
keep on hollerin'
"ChinChinChinChin Oh! you Chinaman!"
He goes on his way,
gets your little shirtee,
cleans it when it's dirty,
brings it back next day;
His almond eyes
are always full of Chinese josh,
but you're wise
you'll bring back your tickee
for your wash,
he'll tell you:
"Sing foo, Wing Woo, Wassa malla you?"
That is all he'll say
in his dinky, winky, blinky, chinky
ChinChin Chinaman way.

ChinChinChinChinChinChin Chinaman
Singing all the day,
Turns work into play,
kids all follerin'
keep on hollerin'
"ChinChinChinChin Oh! you Chinaman!"
He goes on his way,
gets your little shirtee,
cleans it when it's dirty,
brings it back next day;
His almond eyes
are always full of Chinese josh,
but you're wise
you'll bring back your tickee
for your wash,
he'll tell you:
"Sing foo, Wing Woo, Wassa malla you?"
That is all he'll say
in his dinky, winky, blinky, chinky
ChinChin Chinaman way.

When he's finished for the day,
then he likes a little play,
Old John Chinaman buys a stack of blues,
Old John Chinaman, never never lose,
knows his cue at poker,
always catchee joker,
Welly, welly good:
(You sabby)

ChinChinChinChinChinChin Chinaman
Singing all the day,
Turns work into play,
kids all follerin'
keep on hollerin'
"ChinChinChinChin Oh! you Chinaman!"
He goes on his way,
gets your little shirtee,
cleans it when it's dirty,
brings it back next day;
His almond eyes
are always full of Chinese josh,
but you're wise
you'll bring back your tickee
for your wash,
he'll tell you:
"Sing foo, Wing Woo, Wassa malla you?"
That is all he'll say
in his dinky, winky, blinky, chinky
ChinChin Chinaman way.

ChinChinChinChinChinChin Chinaman
Singing all the day,
Turns work into play,
kids all follerin'
keep on hollerin'
"ChinChinChinChin Oh! you Chinaman!"
He goes on his way,
gets your little shirtee,
cleans it when it's dirty,
brings it back next day;
His almond eyes
are always full of Chinese josh,
but you're wise
you'll bring back your tickee
for your wash,
he'll tell you:
"Sing foo, Wing Woo, Wassa malla you?"
That is all he'll say
in his dinky, winky, blinky, chinky
ChinChin Chinaman way.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano
piano
piano
piano
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Chin-Chin Chinaman 1917
Music by James F.Hanley
Lyrics by Joe Goodwin & Ballard MacDonald
© MCMXVII by Shapiro, Bernstein & Co.Inc.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 18 December 2006 at 9.32am
in association with Doug Grierson
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