New York Girls (sea shanty)

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New York Girls
(traditional [Roud 486], arrang. J. Ferguson, 2021)

V1.
As I walked down through Chatham* Street a fair maid I did meet. (CHAT-um)
She asked me for to see her home; she lived in Bleeker Street.

Chorus:
And away, you Santy, my dear Annie!
Oh you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

V2.
And when we got to Bleeker Street we stopped at forty-four.
Her mother and her sister there to meet her at the door.

V3.
And when I got inside the house the drinks were passed around;
the liquor was so awful strong, my head went ‘round and ‘round.

V4.
And then we had another drink before we sat to eat.
The liquor was so awful strong, I quickly fell asleep.

V5.
When I awoke next morning, I had an aching head.
There was I Jack all alone, stark naked on the bed.

V6.
My gold watch and pocket book and lady friend were gone.
And there was I Jack all alone, stark naked in that room.

V7.
On looking ‘round this little room there's nothing I could see,
but a woman's shift and apron that were no use to me.

V8.
With a flour barrel for a suit of clothes down Cherry Street forlorn,
where Martin Churchill took me in and sent me round Cape Horn.

V9.
So, come all you bully sailormen, take warning when ashore,
or else you'll meet some charming girl who's nothing but a whore.

V10.
Your hard-earned cash will disappear, your rig and boots as well,
for Yankee girls are tougher than the other side of Hell!