I recorded this version for Folk Legacy:

Come all ye sailors bold
And when me tale is told
I know you all will sadly pity me,
For I was a bloomin' fool
In the port of Liverpool
On the voyage when I first paid off from sea.

They paid me off at home for a voyage to Leone,
Two pounds ten a month had been me pay
While jingling me tin I was sadly taken in
By a lady by the name of Maggie May.

When I sailed into her I didn't have a care
She was cruising up and down old Canning Place
Dressed in a gown so fine like a frigate of the line
And me being a sailor gave her chase.

   And me Maggie Maggie May
   They've taken you away
   You'll slave upon Van Diemans cruel shore
   You robbed many a sailor many a drunken whaler
   But you'll never cruise down Paradise Street no more.

Next day when I awoke I found that I was broke
I didn't have a penny to me name
I had to hock me suit, me "John L's" and me boots
Down in the parkway pawnshop number 9.

She was chained and sent away from Liverpool one day
The lads did cheer as she sailed down the bay
And every sailor lad, he only was too glad
That thay sent the old thing off to Botany Bay

   And me Maggie Maggie May they have taken you away
   And you'll slave upon Van Dieman's cruel shore
   You've robbed many a sailor many a drunken whaler
   But you'll never cruise down Paradise Street no more.