Текст песни New York Girls

Shipmates listen unto me. I'll tell you in my song of things that happened to me when I come home from Hong Kong. Chorus: To me way, you Santy, my dear Annie. Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka? As I walked down to Chatham Street, a fair maid I did meet. She asked me, please, to see her home. She lived on Bleecker Street Now, if you'll only come with me, you can have a treat. You can have a glass of brandy and something nice to eat. (Chorus) Before we sat down to eat, we had sev'ral drinks. The liquor was so awful strong, I quickly fell asleep. (Chorus) When I awoke next mornin, I had an achin' head. My gold watch and my pocketbook and the lady friend had fled. Now dressed in the lady's apron, I wandered most forlorn 'Till Martin Churchill took me in and he sent me round Cape Horn. (Chorus)