My Mother's version :

In China was a happy man,
His name was Chingaling, Chingaling Chan,
His head was big and his body was small,
The poor little man couldn't walk at all.

Miss Kyo was a Chinese maid,
Of Chingaling Chan she was much afraid,
Under her window he would go,
To play a tune on his little banjo.

Miss Kyo heard his notes of love,
She raised her little shoe from above,
She let it fall on the happy man,
And that was the end of Chingaling Chan.