From Here To Shanghai
Words and Music by Irving Berlin
Published 1917 by Waterson, Berlin & Snyder
[Verse 1]
I've of-ten wan-dered down
To dream-y Chin-a-town,
The home of Ching-a-ling.
It's fine! I must de-clare,
But now I'm go-ing where
I can see the real, real thing.
[Chorus]
I'll soon be there,
In a bam-boo chair,
For I've got my fare,
from here to Shang-hai.
Just pic-ture me,
Sip-ping Oo-long tea,
Served by a Chi-na-man,
who speaks a-way up high
I'll eat the way they do,
with a pair of wood-en sticks,
And I'll have Ching Ling Foo,
Do-ing all his mag-ic tricks.
I'll get my mail
From a pale pig-tail,
For I mean to sail,
From here to Shang-hai.
[Verse 2]
I'll have them teach-ing me
To speak their lang-uage, gee!
When I can talk Chin-ese,
I'll come home on the run,
Then have a barr'll of fun,
Call-ing peo-ple what I please.
[Repeat Chorus]