I am 95 yrs. old, and grew up in a town with mostly Italian immigrants. When I was about 10 in 1926, a few Chinese immigrants came to town & opened laundromats. They were very nice people, but for some reason back then, we seemed to feel threatened by these new immigrants, & it was then that we started singing songs about China men. Terrible as it was, here is how we sang the China Man song back in the 1920s: Chillabaloo, cha chee chee chaw. Hullaba, hannama, hickama, hannama. Chillabaloo,cha chee chee chaw. Hullaba hannama China man. Once in China, there lived a man, and his name was Chillabachan. His legs were short & his arms were long and this is the way, he used to talk: Chillabaloo, cha chee chee chaw. Hullaba, hannama, hickama, hannama. Chillabaloo, cha chee chee chaw. Hullaba, hannama China man. Once in China, he did die. In his coffin, he did lie. That man's name was Chillabachan. And that was the end of the China man. OOOOhhhh, Chillabaloo cha chee chee chaw. Hullaba, hannama, hickama, hannama. Chillabaloo cha chee chee chaw.Hullaba hannama China    man. I think there were one or 2 more verses. If I think of them, I will add them later. As children, we didn't realize we were being offensive.   When I think of the nice Chinese people who moved into our strictly Italian neighborhood & had to probably deal with prejudice way beyond our children's songs, it makes me very sad now.