Sometimes I go down to old China town and just walk around just wander around

Wherever lights gleam and blue shadows fall just dreaming a dream of my China doll

A self China's cold a little blue fan calor pink lips and tiny pale hands

Oh my China doll my lonely tears fall

I'll never forget you never forget you my China doll

Sometimes I go down to old China town and just hang around a port China bound

And I'd give the word to just leave it all and sail on that port to my China doll