New York Girls

New York Girls （约女孩）-The Kingston Trio

Shipmates listen unto me

I'll tell you in my song of things

That happened to me when I

Come home from hong kong

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 bleecker street

Now if you'll only come with me

You can have a treat

You can have a glass of brandy

And something nice to eat

To me way you santy my dear annie

Oh you new york girls

Can't you dance the polka

Before we sat down to eat

We had sevral drinks

The liquor was so awful strong

I quickly fell asleep

To me way you santy my dear annie

Oh you new york girls

Can't you dance the polka

When I awoke next morning

I had an achin'head

My gold watch and my pocketbook

And the lady friend had fled

Now looking around the little room

Nothing could I see

But the women shoes and a bra

Was now belong to me

To me way you santy my dear annie

Oh you new york girls

Can't you dance the polka

Now dressed in the ladys apron

I wandered most forlorn

'Till martin churchill took me in

And he sent me round cape horn

To me way you santy my dear annie

Oh you new york girls

Can't you dance the polka

To me way you santy my dear annie

Oh you new york girls

Can't you dance the polka