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