New York Girls

[chorus]

And it’s way Santee
My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

 

As I went down through Broadway
One evening last July
I met a maid she asked me trade
a sailor lad says I

To Tiffany's I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her a pair of gold earrings
they cost me fifteen cents

 

[chorus]

And it’s way Santee
My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

 

And she says belined you sailor
Now take me home you may
But when we reached her cottage door
She this to me did say

Me flash man he's a Yankee
With his hair cut short behind
He wears a pair of black sea-boots
And he sails from the Blackball Line

 

[chorus]

And it’s way Santee
My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

 

And He's homeward bound this morning
And with me he will stay
So get a move on, sailor-boy
Get cracking on your way

I kissed her hard and proper (muah!)
Before her flash man came
So fare thee well, you Bowery girl
I know your little game

 

[chorus]

And it’s way Santee
My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

 

I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I’ll never court another girl
I'll stick to rum and beer (beer!)

I joined a Yankee blood-boat
And sailed away next morn
Don't mess around with women boys
You're safer 'round Cape Horn

 

[chorus]

And it’s way Santee
My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?

 

[chorus]

And it’s way Santee
My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?