New York Girls / Maggie In The Woods (Medley)

As I walked down the Broadway

One evening last July

I met a maid who asked me trade

And a sailor lad says I

Away Santee

My Dear Annie

Oh, you New York girls

can't you dance the polka?

To Tiffany's I took her

I didn't mind expense

I bought her a pair of gold earrings

And they cost me fifteen cents

And she says, 'You Limejuice sailor

Now see me home you may'

But when we reached her cottage door

She this to me did say

Away Santee

My Dear Annie

Oh, you New York girls

can't you dance the polka?

My flash man he's a Yankee

With his hair cut short behind

He wears a pair of black sea-boots

And he sails in the Blackball Line

And He's homeward bound this evening

And with me he will stay

So get a move on, sailor-boy

Get cracking on your way

Away Santee

My Dear Annie

Oh, you New York girls

can't you dance the polka?

I kissed her hard and proper

Afore her flash man came

So fare thee well, you Bowery girl

I know your little game

And then I wrapped me glad rags round me

And to the docks did steer

I will never court another girl

I'll stick to rum and 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

Away Santee

My Dear Annie

Oh, you New York girls

can't you dance the polka?