New York Girls Finbar Furey Lycris

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. Chorus: To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can’t you dance the polka? To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, 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. Choru