From Here to Shanghai (Edison, 1917)

I've often wandered down

To dreamy Chinatown

The home of Ching-a-ling

It's fine, I must declare

But now I'm going where

I can see the real, real thing

I'll soon be there

In a bamboo chair

For I've got my fare from here to Shanghai

Just picture me sipping oolong tea

Served by a Chinaman who speaks the way up high

I'll eat the way they do with a pair of wooden sticks

And I'll have Ching Ling Foo doing all his magic tricks

I'll get my mail from a pale pigtail

For I mean to sail from here to Shanghai

I'll have them teaching me

To speak their language, gee

When I can talk Chinese

I'll come home on the run

Then have a lot of fun

Calling people what I please

I'll soon be there

In a bamboo chair

For I've got my fare from here to Shanghai

Just picture me sipping oolong tea

Served by a Chinaman who speaks the way up high

I'll eat the way they do with a pair of wooden sticks

And I'll have Ching Ling Foo doing all his magic tricks

I'll get my mail from a pale pigtail

For I mean to sail from here to Shanghai

I'll soon be there

In a bamboo chair

For I've got my fare from here to Shanghai

Just picture me sipping oolong tea

Served by a Chinaman who speaks the way up high

I'll eat the way they do with a pair of wooden sticks

And I'll have Ching Ling Foo doing all his magic tricks

I'll get my mail from a pale pigtail

For I mean to sail from here to Shanghai