John Gregory Knowles - New York Girls, Can't Ye Dance the Polka Lyrics
John Gregory Knowles - New York Girls, Can't Ye Dance the Polka Lyrics
And away you Santy, my dear Annie
Oh you New York Gals, can't you dance the polka
As l walked down the Broadway
One evening in July
I met a maid who asked me trade
And a sailor lad sez I
To Tiffany's I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
Sez 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 seaboots
And he sails in the Blackball Line
He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on sailor boy
Get cracking on your way
So I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
And fare ye well me Bowery gal
I know yer little game
I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I'll never court another maid
I'll stick to rum and beer
L joined a Yankee blood boat
And sailed away next morn
Don't ever fool around with gals
Yer safer off Cape Horn
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And away you Santy, my dear Annie
Oh you New York Gals, can't you dance the polka
As l walked down the Broadway
One evening in July
I met a maid who asked me trade
And a sailor lad sez I
To Tiffany's I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
Sez 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 seaboots
And he sails in the Blackball Line
He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on sailor boy
Get cracking on your way
So I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
And fare ye well me Bowery gal
I know yer little game
I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I'll never court another maid
I'll stick to rum and beer
L joined a Yankee blood boat
And sailed away next morn
Don't ever fool around with gals
Yer safer off Cape Horn
Oh you New York Gals, can't you dance the polka
As l walked down the Broadway
One evening in July
I met a maid who asked me trade
And a sailor lad sez I
To Tiffany's I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
Sez 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 seaboots
And he sails in the Blackball Line
He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on sailor boy
Get cracking on your way
So I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
And fare ye well me Bowery gal
I know yer little game
I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I'll never court another maid
I'll stick to rum and beer
L joined a Yankee blood boat
And sailed away next morn
Don't ever fool around with gals
Yer safer off Cape Horn