New York Girls

As I walked down through Chatham Street

A fair maid I did meet

She asked me to see her home--

She lived in Bleecker Street

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And away you santy, my dear honey

O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?

And when we got to Bleecker Street

We stopped at forty-four

Her mother and her sister there

To meet her at the door

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And when I got inside the house

The drinks were passed around

The liquor was so awful strong

My head went round and round

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And then we had another drink

Before we sat to eat

The liquor was so awful strong

I quickly fell asleep

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((Spoken) Henry Crun: Oh, come on, Min; play that modern banjo, Min.)

(Minnie Bannister: Ya pa pa pa pa....)

When I awoke next morning

I had an aching head

There was I, Jack all alone

Stark naked in me bed

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My gold watch and my pocketbook

And lady friend were gone;

And there was I, Jack all alone

Stark naked in the room

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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

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With a flour barrel for a suit of clothes

Down Cherry Street forlorn

There Martin Churchill took me in

And sent me 'round Cape Horn

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