Maggie, Maggie May

Now gather round you sailor boys, and listen to my plea And when you've heard my tale you'll pity me For I was a real damned fool in the port of Liverpool The first time that I came home from the sea 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 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 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" 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 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