CHORUS:Oh, my darling Maggie May
They have taken her away,
And no more down
For the judge he guilty found her
For robbing a homeward bounder,
That dirty, robbin', no good Maggie May
I was a sailor bound for home,
All the way from
And two pound ten a month
Had been my pay,
As I jingled in my tin
I was sadly taken in
By the lady of the name of Maggie May.
When I steered into her
I just hadn't a care
I was cruisin' up and down
Ol'
'She was dressed in a gown so fine,
like a frigate of the line,
And I bein' a sailorman, gave chase.
She gave me a saucy nod,
And I like a farmer's clod
Let her take me line abreast in tow,
And under all plain sail
We ran before the gale
And to the Crow's Rest Tavern
We did go.
Next morning when I awoke,
I found that I was broke.
No trousers, coat or wallet could I find,
And when I asked her where
She said, "My dear young sir,
You'll find them in the pawnshop
Number nine."
To the pawnshop I did go,
No trousers could I find,
So the cops they came
And took this girl away.
Oh, you thieving Maggie May,
You robbed me of my pay,
It'll pay your fare out to
She was chained and sent away
From
The lads they cheered
As she sailed down the bay,
An' every sailor lad
He only was too glad,
They'd sent the old tart to
Oh Maggie, Maggie May,
They have taken you away,
To stay on Van Dieman's cruel shore.
Oh you robbed many a whaler
And many a drunken sailor,
But you'll never cruise
Round