Billy Cobb
Lyric guide

New York Boys

Read New York Boys lyrics by Billy Cobb on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.

Billy Cobb visibility0 visits
person Curated by Ethan Walker LyroVerse team
Reference snapshot

The page facts to cite before the commentary

Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.

Page type: lyric reference Artist: Billy Cobb Canonical path: /billy-cobb/new-york-boys Related lyric paths: 4
Lyrics

New York Boys

The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.

As I walk down through chatham street, a fair lad I did meet

He asked me to come see his home, he lived in bleecker street

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

And we got to bleecker street, we stopped at 44

His father and his brother there to meet me at the door

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

And when I got inside the home, the drinks were passed around

The liquor was so awful strung, my head went round and round

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

And then we had another drink before we sat to eat

The liquor was so awful strung, I quickly fell asleep

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, 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 andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

My gold watch and my pocketbook, and manly friend were gone

And there was I, Jack all alone

Stark naked in the room

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

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

(Ayoo!)

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

To me a-weigh, you santy, my dear andy

Oh, you New York boys, can't you dance the polka?

Quick answers

What this page can answer fast

Who performs "New York Boys"?

Billy Cobb performs "New York Boys", and this lyric page sits inside the Billy Cobb catalog on LyroVerse.

Are there related songs to explore after "New York Boys"?

Yes. The related section below points to In Case You Needed a Song To Dance To and Make of This What You Will with a short reason for opening each page next.

Where can I find more songs by Billy Cobb?

Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Billy Cobb's lyric pages.

Song Room

Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song

Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.

Open Song Room
0 followers Selected insights only surface after moderation
Listener comments

What people are saying

0 comments
Add a short interpretation or memory

A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.

Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.

No listener comments on New York Boys yet.