New York Girls Lyrics

Steeleye Span


publisher: ©Peermusic Publishing
writers: Tim Hart, Robert Johnson, Rick Kemp, Peter Knight, Nigel Pegrum, Maddy Prior
album: Track 15 in album Commoners Crown
release date: 1975
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length: 3:13

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As I walked down through Chatham Street
a fair maid I did meet,
She asked me to see her home--
she lived in Bleecker Street.
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And away you santy, my dear honey,
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
And when we got to Bleecker Street,
We stopped at forty-four,
Her mother and her sister there,
to meet her at the door.
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And when I got inside the house,
The drinks were passed around,
The liquor was so awful strong,
My head went round and round.
Chorus:
And then we had another drink,
before we sat to eat,
The liquor was so awful strong,
I quickly fell asleep.
Chorus:
([Spoken] Henry Crun: Oh, come on, Min; play that modern banjo, Min.)
(Minnie Bannister: Ya pa pa pa pa....)
When I awoke next morning
I had an aching head,
There was I, Jack all alone,
Stark naked in me bed.
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My gold watch and my pocketbook
And lady friend were gone;
And there was I, Jack all alone,
Stark naked in the room.
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On looking round this little room,
There's nothing I could see,
But a woman's shift and apron
That were no use to me.
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With a flour barrel for a suit of clothes,
Down Cherry Street forlorn,
There Martin Churchill took me in,
And sent me 'round Cape Horn.
Chorus:
Sam Waring

Track Listing

  • 1 Little Sir Hugh
  • 2 Bach Goes to Limerick
  • 3 Long Lankin
  • 4 Dogs and Ferrets
  • 5 Galtee Farmer
  • 6 Demon Lover
  • 7 Elf Call
  • 8 Weary Cutters
  • 9 New York Girls