Shipmates listen unto me
I'll tell you in the song
Of things that happened to me
when I come home from Hong Kong
Chorus
To me way you Santy my dear Annie
Oh you New York girls
can't you dance the polka
As I walked down to Chatham Street
a fair maid I did meet
Who asked me please to see
her home she lived on Bleecker Street
Now if you'll only come with me you can have a treat
You can have a glass of brandy
and something nice to eat
Before we sat down to eat we had several drinks
The liquor was so awful strong I quickly fell asleep
When I awoke next mornin' I had an achin' head
My gold watch and my pocketbook
and the lady friend had fled
On a looking around this little room
nothing I could see
But a woman's shoes and apron which
now belonged to me
Now dressed in the ladys apron
I wandered most forlorn
'Til Martin Churchill took me in
and he sent me 'round Cape Horn