Bellowhead - New York Girls lyrics
[Bellowhead - New York Girls lyrics]
As I walked down to New York town
A fair maid I did meet
She asked me back to see her
Place she lived on Barrack Street
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
And when we got to Barrack
Street we stopped at 44
Her mother and her sister were
Waiting at the door
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
And when I got inside the house
The drinks were passed around
The liquor was so awful strong
My head went round and round
And then we had another drink
Before we sat to eat
The liquor was so awful strong
I quickly fell asleep
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
When I awoke next morning
I had an aching head and there was I, Jack
All alone stark naked in me bed
My gold watch and my money and
My lady friend were gone
And there was I, Jack
All alone stark naked in that room
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
Oh, looking round that little room
There's nothing I could see
But a woman's shift and apron that
Were no use to me
With a barrel for a suit of clothes
Down Cherry Street forlorn
Where Martin Churchill took me in and
He sent me 'round Cape Horn
So sailor lads, take warning
When you land on New York shore
You'll have to get up early to
Be smarter than a whore
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
Em
A fair maid I did meet
She asked me back to see her
Place she lived on Barrack Street
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
And when we got to Barrack
Street we stopped at 44
Her mother and her sister were
Waiting at the door
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
And when I got inside the house
The drinks were passed around
The liquor was so awful strong
My head went round and round
And then we had another drink
Before we sat to eat
The liquor was so awful strong
I quickly fell asleep
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
When I awoke next morning
I had an aching head and there was I, Jack
All alone stark naked in me bed
My gold watch and my money and
My lady friend were gone
And there was I, Jack
All alone stark naked in that room
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
Oh, looking round that little room
There's nothing I could see
But a woman's shift and apron that
Were no use to me
With a barrel for a suit of clothes
Down Cherry Street forlorn
Where Martin Churchill took me in and
He sent me 'round Cape Horn
So sailor lads, take warning
When you land on New York shore
You'll have to get up early to
Be smarter than a whore
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
And away, Santee, my dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
Em