Steeleye Span

New York Girls(Chords)

Steeleye Span

Key: D

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Intro 
D  E7  A    Bm7  E  A 
D  E7  A    Bm7  E  A 

Verse 
                         D 
As I walked down through Chatham Street 
  E7              A 
A fair maid I did meet 
                Bm7 
She asked me to see her home 
    E7                A 
She lived in Bleecker Street 
 
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?
Verse D And when we got to Bleecker Street E7 A We stopped at forty-four Bm7 Her mother and her sister there E7 A To meet her at the door
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?
Verse D And when we got inside the house E7 A The drinks were passed around Bm7 The liquor was so awful strong E7 A My head went round and round
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?
Verse D And then we had another drink E7 A Before we sat to eat Bm7 The liquor was so awful strong E7 A I quickly fell asleep
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?
Instrumental D E7 A Bm7 E A D E7 A Bm7 E A Verse D When I awoke next morning E7 A I had an aching head Bm7 There was I, Jack all alone E7 A Stark naked in me bed
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?
Verse D My gold watch and my pocketbook E7 A And lady friend were gone Bm7 And there was I, Jack all alone E7 A Stark naked in the room
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?
Verse D On looking round this little room E7 A There's nothing I could see Bm7 But a woman's shift and apron E7 A That were no use to me
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?
Verse D With a flour barrel for a suit of clothes E7 A Down Cherry Street, forlorn Bm7 There Martin Churchill took me in E7 A And sent me 'round Cape Horn
D And away you santy E7 A My dear honey Bm7 Oh, you New York girls E7 A Can't you dance the polka?

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