Oh,
gather round you sailor boys and listen to my plea
And when you've heard the tale, pity me
For I was a ready fool in the port of Liverpool
The first time that I came home from sea
I was paid about the home from the port of Sierra Leone
Four pounds a month it was me pay With
a pocket full of tin I was very soon
Took in by a girl with the name of Maggie May
Oh,
Maggie,
Maggie May,
they had taken her away And she'll never walk the lines today
any more Oh,
she robbed so many sailors,
the captains
of the willows That dirty, rowing old Maggie May
Oh,
well do I remember when I first met Maggie
May She was cruising up and down Canning Place
She'd a figure so divine,
just like a frigate off the line Well,
maybe just a sailor I could chase
Well,
in the morning I awoke,
I was flat and stony broke No jacket,
trousers,
waistcoat could I find
And I asked her where they were,
she said,
my very good sir They're down in Kelly's Porn Shop Number Nine
Oh,
Maggie,
Maggie May,
they had taken her away And she'll
never walk the lines today any more
Oh,
she robbed so many sailors,
the captains of the willows That dirty,
rowing old Maggie May
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Well,
to the Porn Shop I did go But no clothes there could I find
Police won't come when you took that girl away
Well,
the judge,
he guilty found her A robbing home would bound her
And paid her passage out to Bossidy Bay last time
Oh, dirty Maggie May, they had taken her away
And she'll never walk the lines today any more
Oh,
she robbed so many sailors,
the captains of the willows
That dirty, rowing old Maggie May