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