This is one of the songs, as a child, we used to sing while jumping rope. My mother had zero tolerance for racism of any kind and if I am not mistaken, she taught this song to my siblings and me. It made me sad because the Chinaman died.

Once in China there was a man, His name was Chickaracka Chinaman His feet were small and he wasn't very tall And hardly any English did he speak at all Chik-raka, Chika-raka von Chik-a-nor-a Von-chik-a-nor-a, Itty-bitty back Ho-co-po-co-itty-bitty-o-ko Git-along-git-along, Chinaman Went for a ride in his motor car Told his chauffeur not to go very far, Came to a cliff and now it's said, That this Chinaman is dead