الكلمات
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As I walked down the Broadway
One evening last July
I met a maid who asked me trade
And a sailor lad says I
To Tiffany's I took her
I didn’t mind expense
I bought her a pair of gold earrings
And they cost me fifteen cents
Chorus:
Away Santee
My Dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls
Can't you dance the polka?
And she says, “You Limejuice sailor
Now see me home you may”
But when we reached her cottage door
She this to me did say
My flash man he's a Yankee
With his hair cut short behind
He wears a pair of black sea-boots
And he sails in the Blackball Line
