New York Girls

As I walked down the Broadway

One evening in July

I met a maid who asked me trade

A sailor John says I

 

Chorus

And away, you Santee, my dear Annie

All you New York girls can't you dance the polka?

 

I took her down to Tiffany's

I did not mind expense

I bought her two gold earrings

And they cost me fifteen cents

 

Says she, 'You Limejuice sailor

Now see me home you may'

But when we reached her cottage door

She this to me did say

 

My flash man he's a Yankee

With his hair cut short behind

He wears a pair of long sea-boots

And he sails in the Blackball Line

 

I kissed her and I left her

Before her flash man came

So fare ye well, you New York girls

I know your little game