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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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 us 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.

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And then we had another drink,
before we sat to eat,
The liquor was so awful strong,
I quickly fell asleep.

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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

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