Here are Clifton's original lyrics and tune. Aside from punctuation and capitalization the Bodley and American Memory broadsides agree with the original.
"She lived in the land of Green Ginger."
Written and sung by Harry Clifton. [ca. 1866]
Oh! pity me, pray, and hear what I've to say:
For my bosom has been set on fire
By one I consider'd as true as the day,
But now she's a faithless "Maria."
And when I recount all my troubles and woes,
And miseries which to you now I'll disclose,
You'll say in this world you would hardly suppose,
There was such a false maid as Maria.
I may be to blame, but I love her the same,
Tho' my feelings she tried hard to injure;
She's as false, as she's fair, and she's twelve pounds a year,
And she's* lives in the land of Green Ginger. [she]
I'm a journeyman Baker, and first went to Hull,
One Saturday night in September;
And Maria a cook and her elegant look,
I shall ever have cause to remember,
Each day on my round I would go with my bread,
Contented till love nearly turn'd my poor head,
You see how I blush, and my face will go red,
When I mention the name of Maria.
I called every morning and how she would run,
When I knocked and shouted out, "Baker,"
And smiled too beside when I said, "For my bride
I would take her and never forsake her,"
But a policeman came on the Green Ginger beat,
And as they're always looking for something to eat,
No matter if pudding that's stale, or cold meat,
Of course he made love to Maria.
At last when I asked her to settle the day,
She said with a smile of derision,
"She rather would marry her Officer bold,
Who belonged to the Borough division,"
"What, deceive your poor Baker who loves you so true."
She only said, "Rubbish," and answered, "Pooh, pooh,"
My heart it went down like a lump of stale dough,
As I took a last look at Maria.
I could weep, I could cry, I shall pine, I shall die,
Each day I get thinner and thinner,
I grieve at my meals whether "supper" or "tea",
And I fret at my "breakfast", and "dinner".
You see at a glance how I'm wasting away,
Like butter exposed on a hot summer's day,
I nearly drop down when I hear the folks say,
"There's the Baker who once loved Maria."
Source: Sheet music published by Hopwood and Crew, 42 New Bond St. W, London; s/n 766. The serial number agrees with the 1866 date estimate.
Transcribed by Michael Heaney and Robert Wahl.
ABC transcription of the melody:
T:She lived in the Land of Green Ginger
C:Written by Harry Clifton
S:Sheet music published by Hopwood and Crew.
N:Bodleian Library, Harding Mus. R 649
Z:Michael Heaney and Robert Wahl
C | C E G G F D | E C C C2 C/ C/ | C E c A G B, | D C2 z2 C |
w: Oh! pi-ty me pray and hear what I've to say, For my bo-som has been set on fi-re By
C E G G F D | E C C C2 C | C E c A G B, | D C2 z2 G |
w: one I son-si-der'd as true as the day, But now she's a "Faith-less Ma-ri-a." And
G B d d c d | e c c c2 G | G B c d D F | F (G/F/) (E/D/) E2 G |
w: when I re-count all my trou-bles and woes, And mi-se-ries which to you now I'll_ dis-_ close, You'll
c e c d B G | c A F G2 C/ D/ | E G c A G B, | D C2 z2 ||
w: say in this world you would hard-ly sup-pose, There was such a false maid as Ma-ri-a.
"^Chorus." C | C E G G F D | E C C C2 C/ C/ | C E c A G B, | D C2 z2 C/ C/ |
w: I may be to blame, but I love her the same, And my Feel-ings she tried hard to in-jure, She's as
c e c d B G | c A F G2 C/ C/ | E c A G F B, | D C2 z2 z |]
w: false, as she's fair, and she's twelve pounds a year, and she lives in the land of Green Gin-ger.
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