The Kingston Trio — New York Girls

[Intro] Ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah-ah Ah-ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah [Verse 1] Shipmates, listen unto me I'll tell you in my song Of the things that happened to me When I come home from Hong Kong [Chorus] To me, where's Sandy? My dear Annie? Oh, you New York girls Can't you dance the polka? [Verse 2] As I walked down to Chatham Street A fair maid I did meet She asked me, please, to see her home She lived on Bleecker Street [Verse 3] 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 [Chorus] To me, where's Sandy? My dear Annie? Oh, you New York girls Can't you dance the polka? [Verse 4] Before we sat down to eat We had several drinks The liquor was so awful strong I quickly fell asleep [Chorus] To me, where's Sandy? My dear Annie? Oh, you New York girls Can't you dance the polka? [Verse 5] When I awoke next mornin' I had an achin' head My gold watch and my pocketbook And the lady friend had fled [Verse 6] Now, lookin' 'round this little room Nothin' could I see But a woman's shoes and apron Which now belonged to me [Chorus] To me, where's Sandy? My dear Annie? Oh, you New York girls Can't you dance the polka? [Verse 7] Now, dressed in a lady's apron I wandered most forlorn 'Til Martin Churchill took me in And he sent me 'round Cape Horn [Chorus] To me, where's Sandy? My dear Annie? Oh, you New York girls Can't you dance the polka? [Outro] Wunnerful, wunnerful And thank you very much