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Maggie May

Liverpool, England.
Traditional words and tune.
A kinder, alternative chorus, from the south of England, is given at the bottom of the page.
MIDI


    I was paid off at the Home, from a voyage to Sierra Leone,
    Two pounds ten and sixpence was my pay,
    When I drew the tin I grinned, but I very soon got skinned,
    By a girl by the name of Maggie May.

    Chorus:
         Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away,
         They've sent you to Van Diemen's cruel shore,
         For you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many a whaler,
         And you'll never shine in Paradise Street no more.

    I shan't forget the day when I first met Maggie May,
    She was cruising up and down on Canning Place,
    With a figure so divine, like a frigate of the line,
    So, being a sailor, I gave chase.

    Chorus:
         Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away,
         They've sent you to Van Diemen's cruel shore,
         For you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many a whaler,
         And you'll never shine in Paradise Street no more.

    Next day I woke in bed, with a sore and aching head,
    No shoes, or shirt, or trousers could I find.
    I asked her where they were, and she answered, "My dear sir,
    They're down in Kelly's knock-shop, number nine."

    Chorus:
         Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away,
         They've sent you to Van Diemen's cruel shore,
         For you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many a whaler,
         And you'll never shine in Paradise Street no more.

    Oh, you thieving Maggie May, you robbed me of my pay,
    When I slept with you last night ashore,
    And the judge he guilty found her of robbing a homeward-bounder,
    And she'll never roam down Paradise Street no more.

    Chorus:
         Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away,
         They've sent you to Van Diemen's cruel shore,
         For you robbed so many a sailor, and skinned so many a whaler,
         And you'll never shine in Paradise Street no more.






    Alternative chorus:
         Oh, Maggie, Maggie May, they have taken you away,
         And you'll never walk down Lime Street anymore.
         You may search from here to China,
                              you'll not find a girl that's finer,
         That is finer than my darlin' Maggie May.