midi file and text courtesy of Leslie Nelson-Burns at http://www.contemplator.com/sea/index.html

As I walked down the Broadway
One evening in July
I met a maid who asked me trade
And a sailor John says I

Chorus
And away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
can't you dance the polka?

To Tiffany's I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents

Says she, '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 long sea-boots
And he sails in the Blackball Line

He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on, sailor-boy
Get cracking on your way

So I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
And fare ye well, me Bowery gal
I know your little game

I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I'll never court another maid
I'll stick to rum and beer

I joined a Yankee blood-boat
And sailed away next morn
Don't ever fool around with gals
You're safer off Cape Horn

This is a traditional American sailing tune. It may also known as Can't You Dance the Polka?.

There is another set of the lyrics at New York Girls (1)

Lyrics from Digital Tradition Folk Song Database

 

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