Billy Cobb New York Boys lyrics

New York Boys

Billy Cobb

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As I walk down through Chatham Street, a fella I did meet
He asked me to see his home, he lived in Bleecker Street

[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]

And we got to Bleecker Street, we stopped at 44
His father and his brother there to meet at the door

[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]

And when I got inside the home, the drinks were passed around
The liquor was so awful strung, my head went round and round

[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]

And then we had another drink before we sat to eat
The liquor was so awful strung, I quickly fell asleep
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]

When I awoke next morning, I had an aching head
There was I, jack all alone
Stark naked in me bed

[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]

My gold watch and my pocket book, and manly friend were gone
There was I, jack all alone
Stark naked in the room

[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]

A flour barrel for a suit of clothes
Down Jerry street for more
Their modern church had took me in
And sent me round Cape Horn
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]
[?] My dear Andy
Oh, you New York boys [?]

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