G CAs I walked down the BroadwayG DOne evening last JulyG CI met a maid who asked me tradeG D GAnd a sailor lad says ITo Tiffany's I took herI didn?t mind expenseI bought her a pair of gold earringsAnd they cost me fifteen centsChorusAway SanteeMy Dear AnnieOh, you New York girlscan't you dance the polka?And she says, 'You Limejuice sailorNow see me home you may'But when we reached her cottage doorShe this to me did sayMy flash man he's a YankeeWith his hair cut short behindHe wears a pair of black sea-bootsAnd he sails in the Blackball LineChorusAnd He's homeward bound this eveningAnd with me he will staySo get a move on, sailor-boyGet cracking on your wayI kissed her hard and properAfore her flash man cameSo fare thee well, you Bowery girlI know your little gameChorusAnd then I wrapped me glad rags round meAnd to the docks did steerI will never court another girlI'll stick to rum and beerI joined a Yankee blood-boatAnd sailed away next mornDon't mess around with women boysYou're safer ?round Cape Horn
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