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