Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New York Girls, artist - Gaelic Storm. Album song Tree, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Record label: Higher Octave
Song language: English
New York Girls |
As I walked down the Broadway |
One evening last July |
I met a maid who asked me trade |
And a sailor lad says I |
To Tiffany’s I took her |
I didn’t mind expense |
I bought her a pair of gold earrings |
And they cost me fifteen cents |
Away Santee |
My Dear Annie |
Oh, you New York girls |
Can’t you dance the polka? |
And she says, «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 black sea-boots |
And he sails in the Blackball Line |
Away Santee |
My Dear Annie |
Oh, you New York girls |
Can’t you dance the polka? |
And He’s homeward bound this evening |
And with me he will stay |
So get a move on, sailor-boy |
Get cracking on your way |
I kissed her hard and proper |
Before her flash man came |
So fare thee well, you Bowery girl |
I know your little game |
And it’s way Santee |
My Dear Annie |
Oh, you New York girls |
Can’t you dance the polka? |
And then I wrapped me glad rags round me |
And to the docks did steer |
I will never court another girl |
I’ll stick to rum and beer |
I joined a Yankee blood-boat |
And sailed away next morn |
Don’t mess around with women boys |
You’re safer 'round Cape Horn |
And it’s way Santee |
My Dear Annie |
Oh, you New York girls |
Can’t you dance the polka? |
Way Santee |
My Dear Annie |
Oh, you New York girls |
Can’t you dance the polka? |