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Maggie May

“Maggie May” is a traditional English folk song that originated in Liverpool, England, in the early to mid-19th century. It is a well-known sea shanty / folk ballad, especially associated with sailors and dock workers. The Beatles used it on the album Let It Be, called it Maggie Mae. Rod Stewart was inspired by Maggie Mae and made the song Maggie May on his album Every Picture Tells A Story. The song tells the story of a dockside prostitute named Maggie May who robs a sailor. Such stories were common in port cities like Liverpool, where sailors were often targeted by thieves after returning from sea. Although the song is sometimes described as Irish or English folk, it is most strongly linked to Liverpool folk tradition. #folksong, #thebeatles, #letitbe, #maggiemae, #rodstewart, #maggiemay (Chorus) Oh Maggie, Maggie May They have taken her away To slave upon Van Dieman's cruel shore. Oh, you robbed so many whalers, and dosed so many sailors But you'll never walk 'round lime street anymore I was staying at the Home, from a voyage to Sierre Leone, And two-pound-ten a month was all my pay, As I jingled with my tin, I was easy taken in, By a little girl up there called Maggie May. When I steered into her I hadn't got a care, I was walking up and down old Canning Place, She was dressed in a gown so fine, like a frigate of the line, And being 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 Nest Tavern we did go. Next morning when I woke, I found that I was broke, I hadn't got a penny to me name, So I had to pop me suit, me John L.s and me boots, Down in Park Lane pawn shop number nine. Oh you thieving Maggie May, you robbed me of me pay When I slept with you last night ashore, Oh guilty the jury found her, of robbing a homeward bounder And she'll never roll down Lime street no more She was chained and sent away from Liverpool one day, The lads all cheered as she sailed down the bay, And every sailor lad, he only was too glad To see the old whore out to Botany Bay.