Ching, Ching - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
CHING, CHING. 
My name is Ching Ching, come from China, In a big large a shipa come along here, Wind blow very hard, kick up bublee, Make a poor Chinaman a feel very queer; Me bring a little gal very much nicey, She come along for to be my wife, She say she love me wonce, twicee, Make her mine for all my life; Me like a bowwow very goodee chow chow, Me like a little gal, she a likee me, White man come along take to little gal, Take a little gal from poor Chinee. 
Chorus. Hi, ki, hi, ching. ching, ching, Bung a rung a chickee, Weckey supey fatly bung, Funey Mosey peachey toesee, Keno John, Chinaman a goodee manee from Hong Kong. 
Now I live in San Francisco, Very much niece place, away over here, Me got a hair cut short like a Melican man, Me getee drunk on a goodee lager beer, Me bring a little gal very much nicey, She come along for to be my wife, She say she love me wonce, twicee, Make her mine for all my life; Me like a bowwow very goodee chow chow. Me like a little gal, she a likee me, White man come along take to little gal. Take a little gal from poor Chinee.-Chorus.