New York Girls


Burl Ives

Shipmates listen unto me I'll tell you in my song of things that happened to me when I come home from Hong Kong

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To me way, you Santy, my dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

As I walked down to Chatham Street, a fair maid I did meet
She asked me, please, to see her home She lived on Bleecker Street
Now, if you'll only come with me, you can have a treat
You can have a glass of brandy and something nice to eat

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Before we sat down to eat, we had sev'ral drinks
The liquor was so awful strong, I quickly fell asleep

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When I awoke next mornin, I had an achin' head
My gold watch and my pocketbook and the lady friend had fled
Now dressed in the lady's apron, I wandered most forlorn
'Till Martin Churchill took me in and he sent me round Cape Horn

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