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