"New York Girls * Sullivan's Polka" genre: Celtic
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	An up tempo polka about a poor sailor who gets fooled by a harbor damsel, mixed with an instrumental polka.
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	Lyrics Come 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 Bleeker Street. Now if you’ll come along with me you can have a treat, You can have a glass of brandy and something nice to eat. Before that we sat down to eat we had sev’ral drinks, The liquor was so awfully strong I quickly fell asleep. When I awoke next mornin I had an achin’ head, My gold watch and my pocketbook and my lady friend had fled. Now dressed in a lady’s apron I wandered most forlorn, ’Til Martin Churchill took me in and sent me round Cape Horn.

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