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To: A CA Guy

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

Chorus
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."

I took her out to Tiffany's,
I spared her no expense
I bought her two gold earrings,
they cost me fifteen cents.

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 when we reached the barroom, boys,
the drinks was handed round
That liquor was so awful strong,
my head went round and round.

When the drinking it was over,
we straight to bed did go
And little did I ever think
she'd prove my overthrow

When I came to next morning,
I had an aching head
And there was I, Jack-all-alone,
stark naked on the bed

I looked all around the room,
but nothing could I see
But a lady's shift and apron
which now belonged to me

Everything was silent,
the hour was eight o'clock
I put my shift and apron on
and headed for the dock

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."

"Is this the new spring fashion
the ladies wear ashore?
Where is the shop that sells it?
Have they got any more?"

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."

So come all you bully sailormen,
take warning when ashore
Or else you'll meet some charming girl
who's nothing but a whore

Your hard-earned cash will disappear,
your rig and boots as well
For Yankee girls are tougher than
the other side of Hell.


1,332 posted on 12/31/2004 8:15:39 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

I think I had that on a Kingson Trio album, in my wasted youth. Dang that backspace key!

"Oh, you New York girls, cain't you dance the polka!?"


1,345 posted on 12/31/2004 8:31:38 PM PST by Tax-chick (To turn the hearts of the fathers to the children, and the disobedient to the wisdom of the just.)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel like you belong
A nocturnal vacation
Unnecessary sedation
You want to feel at home 'cause you belong

Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
I hope I didn't scare you
That's just the way we are when we come down
We sweat and laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here

Welcome to my breakdown
Whoa
You're welcome to my nightmare
Yeah

Welcome to my nightmare
I think you're gonna like it
I think you're gonna feel that you belong
We sweat laugh and scream here
'cuz life is just a dream here
You know inside you feel right at home here
Welcome to my nightmare
Welcome to my breakdown
Yeah


1,347 posted on 12/31/2004 8:32:54 PM PST by A CA Guy (God Bless America, God bless and keep safe our fighting men and women.)
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