Maggie Mae
Marcio Biaso
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I was a maid off at the port
In the port of Liverpool
Well, three pounds ten a week
That was my pay
With a pocket full of tin
I was very soon taken
By a girl with the name of Maggie May
Now, the first time I saw Maggie
She took my breath away
She was cruisin' up and down in Canning Place
She had a figure so divine
Her voice was so refined
Well, being a sailor I gave chase
Maggie, Maggie May
They have taken her away
And she'll never walk down Lime Street anymore
Well, the judge, he guilty found her
Of robbing a homeward bounder
You dirty no-good robbing Maggie May
Now, the morning I awoke
I was flat and stony broke
No jacket, trousers, waistcoat did I find
Oh, when I asked her where
She said, "My very dear sir
They're down in Cutty's pawnshop number nine"
To the pawnshop I did go
No clothes there did I find
And the police they took the girl away from me
And the judge, he guilty found her
Of robbing a homeward bounder
She'll never walk down Lime Street anymore
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May
They have taken her away
And she'll never walk down Lime Street anymore
Well, the judge, he guilty found her
Of robbing a homeward bounder
You dirty no-good robbing Maggie May
Oh, Maggie, Maggie May
They have taken her away
And she'll never walk down Lime Street anymore
Well, the judge, he guilty found her
Of robbing a homeward bounder
You dirty no-good robbing Maggie May