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MAUD MARIE
As recorded by Mr Flotsam and Mr Jetsam, 1928.

In a busy boarding house lives little Maud Marie,
Idol of the men.
She is only ten.
Never plays a favourite as far as one can see,
But there is a sly
Twinkle in her eye.

You’re as fickle as you’re fair, Maud Marie,
With the sunlight in your hair, Maud Marie.
How your heart with anguish throbbed
When the folks to whom you’ve sobbed
Wouldn’t let you have it bobbed, Maud Marie.

You’d have lost your pretty curls, Maud Marie,
To be like the other girls, Maud Marie,
But now bobs are on the wane,
And long hair comes back again.
You will sing a glad refrain, Maud Marie.

Neighbourhood celebrity is little Maud Marie.
Down the street she goes,
Tidy tilted nose,
Never looks at little boys and doesn’t seem to see
Why they should exist,
Simply won’t be kissed.

When I look into your eyes, Maud Marie,
And I see you growing wise, Maud Marie,
And I find now once again
That you ask me to explain
Things beyond my humble brain, Maud Marie,

Oh, I hope you will not mind, Maud Marie,
When I say that you’re the kind, Maud Marie,
Just the kind, if fates allow,
I would meet again somehow,
Say eleven years from now, Maud Marie.