

I’ll sing ye a story o’ trouble an’ woe,

That’ll cause ye to shudder and shiver,

Concernin’ a Chinese bumboat man that sailed the Yangtze river.

He wuz a heathen o’ high degree, as the joss-house records show,

His family name was Wing Chang Loo,

But the sailors all called him Jim Crow-ee-eye-oh-ee-eye!

Hitch-y-kum, kitch-y-kum, yah, yah, yah

Sailormen no likee me

No savy the story of Wing Chang Loo

Too much of the bob-er-eye-ee, kye-eye

Now Wing Chang Loo he fell in love, with a gal called Ah Chu Fong,

She `ad two eyes like pumpkin seeds, an’ slippers two inches long,

Rut ah Chu Fong loved a pirate bold with all her heart an’ liver,

He wuz the capitan of a double-decked junk,

An’ he sailed the Yangtze river-eye-iver-eye!

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When Wing Chang Loo he heard o’ this, he swore an’ `orrible oath:

If Ah Chu marries that pirate bold, I `ll make sausage meat o’ them both!

So he hoisted his blood-red battle flag, put into the Yangtze river,

He steered her east an’ south an’ west,

Till that pirate he did diskiver-eye-iver-eye!

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The drums they beat to quarters an’ the cannons did loudly roar,

The red `ot dumplin `s flew like lead, an’ the scuppers they ran with gore.

The pirate paced the quarterdeck with never a shake nor a shiver,

He wuz shot in the stern wid’ a hard-boiled egg,

That penetrated his liver-eye-iver-eye!

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The dyin’ pirate feebly cried, “We’ll give the foe more shot,

If I can’t marry Ah Chu Fong, then Wing Chang Loo shall not!”

When a pease-pudden `ot hit the bumboat’s side, it caused a `orrible scene,

It upset a pot of `ot bow-wow soup,

An’ exploded the magaye-eenee-ayeeenee!