The Irish Rovers - New York Gals lyrics

VERSE ONE: Shipmates listen unto me, I'll tell you in my song Of the things that happened to me When I come home from Hong Kong CHORUS: To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York gals, Can't you dance the polka? VERSE TWO: As I walked down on Chatham Street a fair maid I did meet She asked me please to see her home, she lived on Bleeker Street Now if you'll only come with me you can have a treat You can have a gla** of brandy and something nice to eat CHORUS: VERSE THREE: Before we sat down to eat we had several drinks The liquor was so awful strong I quickly fell asleep CHORUS: VERSE FOUR: When I awoke next morning I had an aching head My gold watch and my pocket-book and my lady friend had fled In looking round this little room nothing did I see But a woman's shoes and apron which now belonged to me CHORUS: VERSE FIVE: 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: (Twice) To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York gals, Can't you dance the polka?