David Tinervia feat. Nils Brown, Sean Dagher, Clayton Kennedy & David Gossage -
Assassin's Creed Rogue Game Soundtrack - Sea Shanty Edition
New York Girls
As I walked down the Broadway
One evening in July
I met a maid who asked me trade
And a sailor John says I
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
To Tiffany's I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
Says she, 'You Limejuice sailor
Now see me home you may'
But when we reached her cottage door
She this to me did say
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
My flash man he's a Yankee
With his hair cut short behind
He wears a pair of long sea-boots
He's a boozin' in the Blackball Line
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on, sailor-boy
Get cracking on your way
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
So I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
And fare ye well, me Bowery gal
I know your little game
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I'll never court another maid
I'll stick to rum and beer
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
One evening in July
I met a maid who asked me trade
And a sailor John says I
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
To Tiffany's I took her
I did not mind expense
I bought her two gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
Says she, 'You Limejuice sailor
Now see me home you may'
But when we reached her cottage door
She this to me did say
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
My flash man he's a Yankee
With his hair cut short behind
He wears a pair of long sea-boots
He's a boozin' in the Blackball Line
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
He's homeward bound this evening
And with me he will stay
So get a move on, sailor-boy
Get cracking on your way
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
So I kissed her hard and proper
Afore her flash man came
And fare ye well, me Bowery gal
I know your little game
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
I wrapped me glad rags round me
And to the docks did steer
I'll never court another maid
I'll stick to rum and beer
And it's away, you Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, David Barrie Gilfillan
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