New York Boys

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As I walk down through Chatham Street, a fair lad I did meet
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He asked me to come see his home, he lived in Bleecker Street

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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?
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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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And we got to Bleecker Street, we stopped at 44
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His father and his brother there to meet me at the door

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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?
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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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And when I got inside the home, the drinks were passed around
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The liquor was so awful strong, my head went round and round

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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?
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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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And then we had another drink before we sat to eat
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The liquor was so awful strong, I quickly fell asleep

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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?
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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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When I awoke next morning, I had an aching head
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There was I, jack all alone
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Stark naked in me bed

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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?
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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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My gold watch and my pocketbook, and manly friend were gone
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And there was I, jack all alone
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Stark naked in the room

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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
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Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?
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To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
A       D              E                   A
Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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A flour barrel for a suit of clothes
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Down Jerry street for more
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Their modern church had took me in
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And sent me round Cape Horn

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        A          D      E       A
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
A       D              E                   A
Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?
        A          D      E       A
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Andy
A       D              E                   A
Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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