Can't You Dance the Polka? Lyrics

As I went down to Broadway, one evening in July.
I met a maid who asked me trade and a sailor John says I.
And away you Sandy, my dear Annie.
Oh you New York Girls, can't you dance the polka?
To Tiffany's he took me, he didn't mind expanse.
He bought me two gold earring and the cost me 15 cents.
And away you Sandy, my dear Annie.
Oh you New York Girls, can't you dance the polka?
She says you limejuice sailor now see me home you may.
When we reached her cottage door, this to me did say.

And away you Sandy, my dear Annie.
Oh you New York Girls, can't you dance the polka?
"My flashman he's a yankee with his haircut stuffed behind.
He wears a pair of long sleeved boots and he sails on the blackball line.
He's homeward bound this evening and with me he will stay.
Get a move on Sailor Boy get cracking on your way."
And away you Sandy, my dear Annie.
Oh you New York Girls, can't you dance the polka?
I kissed her hard and proper before her flashman came.
Saying, "Fare thee well you Bowery Girl, I know your little game."
And away you Sandy, my dear Annie.
Oh you New York Girls, can't you dance the polka?
And away you Sandy, my dear Annie.
Oh you New York Girls, can't you dance the polka?