When I was a student at Casey, I played on my Spanish guitar, It was there that I met a young lady, And soon I became popular.
Ching Ching a-Ling, Ching Ching A-Ling Fa-la-la-lee. Sweet were the words that she sang unto me, Ching Ching a-ling, Ching Ching-A-Ling Fa-la-la-lee. | I played on my Spanish guitar.
1930s. Forester's Songbook [undated (1930s)] Internal references to the CCC and Iowa State University.