Steeleye Span

As I walked down through Chatham Street
a fair maid I did meet,
She asked me to see her home--
she lived in Bleecker Street.
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And away you santy, my dear honey,
O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?
And when we got to Bleecker Street,
We stopped at forty-four,
Her mother and her sister there,
to meet her at the door.
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And when I got inside the house,
The drinks were passed around,
The liquor was so awful strong,
My head went round and round.
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And then we had another drink,
before we sat to eat,
The liquor was so awful strong,
I quickly fell asleep.
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([Spoken] Henry Crun: Oh, come on, Min; play that modern banjo, Min.)