New York Girls Lyrics - Singles - Steeleye Span

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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Sam Waring