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. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, 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. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka? And when I got inside the house, The drinks were passed around, The liquor was so awful strong, My head went round and round. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka? And then we had another drink, Before we sat to eat, The liquor was so awful strong, I quickly fell asleep. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka? When I awoke next morning I had an aching head, There was I, Jack all alone, Stark naked in me bed. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka? My gold watch and my pocketbook And lady friend were gone; And there was I, Jack all alone, Stark naked in the room. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka? On looking round this little room, There's nothing I could see, But a woman's shift and apron That were no use to me. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka? With a flour barrel for a suit of clothes, Down Cherry Street forlorn, There Martin Churchill took me in, And sent me 'round Cape Horn. To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka? To me a-weigh, you Santy, My honey, My dear Annie Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
Yeah, and being English, you can also have Irish, Welsh, Scottish, French, Spanish, German, Italian, Polish, Russian, etc heritage like me. Derp. Every country is a boiling pot nowadays.
Might be. I think this time though it a pre American Civil War signal to Rebel Sympathizers. So folks would know that they were in friendly company. New York being the hotbed of succesionism it was at the time.
I'd love to go to Dublin to a proper pub and listen to a local band sing this, but Ireland still has its original troubles plus the curse of of the religion of peace creeping round its streets. Farewell, Dublin town. ☹️
Saw him play in a small bar. There is a God.
Gangs of new York brought me here 😊
New York gangsters and assassin's creed rogue brought me
Who has sway over the five points ??
This song was THE quintessential drinking song of the mid to late 1700,s. It would have been heard in English speaking cities in taverns everywhere.
I'm German and Irish. But above all Im an American :)
@@lucasgrey927 the dead rabbits ya fiddlem bein
This just popped into my head today, so I'm here.
THAT PART
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.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, 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.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
And when I got inside the house,
The drinks were passed around,
The liquor was so awful strong,
My head went round and round.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
And then we had another drink,
Before we sat to eat,
The liquor was so awful strong,
I quickly fell asleep.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
When I awoke next morning
I had an aching head,
There was I, Jack all alone,
Stark naked in me bed.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
My gold watch and my pocketbook
And lady friend were gone;
And there was I, Jack all alone,
Stark naked in the room.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
On looking round this little room,
There's nothing I could see,
But a woman's shift and apron
That were no use to me.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
With a flour barrel for a suit of clothes,
Down Cherry Street forlorn,
There Martin Churchill took me in,
And sent me 'round Cape Horn.
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
To me a-weigh, you Santy, My honey, My dear Annie
Oh, you New York girls, Can't you dance the polka?
God bless you for sharing this.
Thank you so much!
my go to drinking song. classic finbar my good man
Great song
I love Finbar GONY did bring me here and im greatful for it
Gangs of New York made me do this😊
amos osoro so catchy
The best performance since Fisherman's Friends. I would love to hear me favorite Ronnie Drew singing it ♥
this song makes me feel like getting drunk!
Prepare to receive the TRUE Lord!!!
UA-cam needs a auto-replay option for songs like this
Dont you think someone already thought of that? Press settings, then "loop video"
you're welcome.
Great song only irish man to it right is finbar furrey
thank you 👍
First time listener, sounds Irish which is cool
Gangs of new York
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being american is the best. You can be english irish italian and hispanic like me
I'd imagine that's what my child would be
American.... including from Argentina to Canada.
America is NOT only USA.
You're a mongrel so you mean? Being Irish is a privilege given to those born in the country
@@daveking6192 SYNTAX ERROR
Yeah, and being English, you can also have Irish, Welsh, Scottish, French, Spanish, German, Italian, Polish, Russian, etc heritage like me. Derp. Every country is a boiling pot nowadays.
Good stuff
The dead rabbits
I think it's Santee. A reference to the River in S.Carolina.
David James its great whatever it is, peace from UK
The Santee River referenced in The Patriot?
Might be. I think this time though it a pre American Civil War signal to Rebel Sympathizers. So folks would know that they were in friendly company. New York being the hotbed of succesionism it was at the time.
It's a corruption of the word sante, as in a votre sante ( to your health) Kind of saying goodbye, good health to Annie.
Oh o.k.
Ас салам алейкум уа рахматуллахи уа баракату брат Ахмад
Who just watched Gangs of NY in '24
Thanks to "Statsraad Lehmkuhl" for that I being here today.
I'd love to go to Dublin to a proper pub and listen to a local band sing this, but Ireland still has its original troubles plus the curse of of the religion of peace creeping round its streets.
Farewell, Dublin town. ☹️
OMG
I tried to download this from iTunes and they didn't have it. Disappointing
Anyone know the history of this song? Does it have a history? Cant find nothing online. Is it in fact a Celtic song? Thanks....
en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_Girls
@@ronankelly715 Doesn't really give a history of the song....
New York girls STILL can’t dance the polka
awesome :-) how do you call that type of music?
+Kevin Blendenhofer Polka, came about around the 1840s
Its an irish jig/pub music. Although its a polka it is irish, there are so many different polkas, german, russian, mexican, etc.
It's actually Irish folk music, I'm Irish🍀😉
All sorts
Maggie, right ear or left?
polka
Assassins creed rogue anyone
this is better version
If you all like this music search balfor bros
LYRICSSS PLSSSS 🎉🎉
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ya fiddler benz
Great... to be British
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This is a kill
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Bewbs?
You this knife??!!...I'm gonna teach you to speak english with this f@#king knife!!...Who's man are youuu!!??
It the original melody for the chorus, super dumb.