Can't You Dance the Polka?

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Traditional shanty; German text

I came down to Bowery one evening in July;
I met a maid who asked my trade and a sailor John said
I then away you Santy, my dear Annie,
Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
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As I walked down on Broadway,
One evening in July,
I met a maid who asked me trade,
And a Sailor John says I.
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And away, you santee, my dear Annie,
Oh, you New York girls,
Can't you dance the Polka?

2. To Tiffany's I took her,
I did not mind expense,
I bought her two gold earrings,
An' they cost me fifteen cents.
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3. Sez she, "you limejuice sailor,
Now see me home you may."
But when we reached her cottage door,
She unto me did say:
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4. "My flash man he's a Yankee,
Wid his hair cut short behind,
He wears a pair of long seaboot,
An' he's bosun in the backbull line."
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5. "He's homeward bound this evenin',
An' wid me he will stay.
So git a move on, sailor-boy,
Git crackin' on yer way."
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6. So I kissed her hard an' proper,
Afore her flash man came,
An' fare-ye-well, me Bowery gal,
I know yer little game.
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7. I wrapped me glad rags round me,
An' to the docks did steer.
I'll never court another maid;
I'll stick to rum an' beer.
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