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Thread #61609 Message #2402233
Posted By: stormalong
31-Jul-08 - 10:36 AM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Maggie May (from A. L. Lloyd)
Subject: Lyr Add: MAGGIE MAY (A. L. Lloyd)
This is my transcription from Lloyd but I'm not able to check it just at the moment. The square brackets are my own infill. I'm pretty sure the last verse should be the chorus, but I've dropped it and taken a chorus from Hugill.
Rik =====
Now come all you young sailors and listen to me plea And when you've heard me tale you'll pity me For I was a goddamn fool in the port of Liverpool The very first time I came home from sea
[Now] I [was] paid off at the Home from the port of Sierra Leone Three pound ten a month it was me pay But I wasted all me tin whilst drinking up the gin With a little girl whose name was Maggie May
Now well do I remember where I first met Maggie May She was cruising up and down in Canning Place She was dressed up mighty fine like a frigate of the line So being a rampant sailor I gave chase
I kept right on her track, she went on the other tack But I caught her and I broke her mizzen line Next morning I awoke with a head more bent than broke No coat, nor vest, nor trousers could I find
I asked her where they were, she said me good kind sir They're down at Park Lane pawn shop number nine Now you've had your cake and bun and it's time for you to run Or you'll never make the dockside, lad, in time
To the pawn shop I did go, but no trousers could I find And the police came and took that girl away And the judge he found her guilty of robbing a homeward bounder So now she's doing time in Botany Bay
Oh Maggie, Maggie May, they've taken you away Never more to roam alone down Canning Place For you robbed too many whalers and you boxed too many sailors Now you'll never see old Lime Street anymore.