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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