Folk & Traditional Song Lyrics www.traditionalmusic.co.uk New York Girls (2) 
New York Girls (2) 
As I walked down the Broadway One evening in July I met a maid who asked me trade And a sailor John says I
 AND AWAY, YOU SANTEE MY DEAR ANNIE OH, YOU NEW YORK GIRLS CAN'T YOU DANCE THE POLKA? 
To Tiffany's I took her I did not mind expense I bought her two gold earrings And they cost me fifteen cents 
Says 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 sea-boots 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 your 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 
I joined a Yankee blood-boat And sailed away next morn 
Don't ever fool around with gals You're safer off Cape Horn 
MC