| As I walked down the Broadway, one morning in July
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| A met a maid, she asked my trade, a sailor John said I
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| And away you santy, my dear Annie
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| Oh you New York girls, can’t ye dance the polka?
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| To Tiffany’s I took her, I did not mind expense
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| I bought her two gold earrings, they cost me fifteen cents CHORUS
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| She said you Limejuice Sailor, now walk me home you may
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| When we got to her cottage door she this to me did day CHORUS
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| I kissed her hard and proper before her flashman came
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| Goodbye you little New York Girl, I know your little game CHORUS
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| I joined a Yankee bloodboat we sail in early morn
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| I’ll never court a maid again, I’m safer off Cape Horn CHORUS
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| So I wrapped my glad rags 'round me and to the docks did steer
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| Goodbye you little New York gals, I’ll stick with rum and beer CHORUS |