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The Kingston Trio( Kingston Trio )
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New York Girls
Lyricist:Traditional
Shipmates listen unto me 'll tell you in my song of things That happened to me When I come home from Hong Kong
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
To me way, you Santy, my dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
Before we sat down to eat We had several 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 lookin' around this little room Nothin' could I see But a woman's shoes and apron Which now belong to me
To me way, you Santy, my dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
Now dressed in the lady's apron I wandered most forlorn 'Til Martin Churchill took me in And he sent me 'round Cape Horn
To me way, you Santy, my dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka? To me way, Santy, my dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
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