New York Girls
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John Renfro Davis


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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 (2)

As I walked out on South Street,
a fair maid I did meet
Who asked me please to see her home
she lived on Bleecker Street
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


I said, "My dear young lady,
I'm a stranger here in town
I left my ship just yesterday,
from Liverpool I was bound."
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


I took her out to Tiffany's,
I spared her no expense
I bought her two gold earrings,
they cost me fifteen cents.
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


She said, "Come with me, dearie,
I'll stand you to a treat
I'll buy you rum and brandy,
dear, and tab-nabs for to eat."
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


And when we reached the barroom, boys,
the drinks was handed round
That liquor was so awful strong,
my head went round and round.
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


When the drinking it was over,
we straight to bed did go
And little did I ever think
she'd prove my overthrow
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


When I came to next morning,
I had an aching head
And there was I, Jack-all-alone,
stark naked on the bed
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


I looked all around the room,
but nothing could I see
But a lady's shift and apron
which now belonged to me
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


Everything was silent,
the hour was eight o'clock
I put my shift and apron on
and headed for the dock
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


My shipmates seein' me come aboard,
these words to me did say
"well well, old chap, you've lost your cap
since last you went away."
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


"Is this the new spring fashion
the ladies wear ashore?
Where is the shop that sells it?
Have they got any more?"
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


The Old Man cried, "why Jack, my boy,
I'm sure I could have found
A better suit than that, by far,
to buy for eighty pounds."
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


So come all you bully sailormen,
take warning when ashore
Or else you'll meet some charming girl
who's nothing but a whore
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money


Your hard-earned cash will disappear,
your rig and boots as well
For Yankee girls are tougher than
the other side of Hell.
And away, you Johnny,
my dear honey
Oh you New York girls,
you love us for our money

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Lyrics from The Mudcat Cafe.