Maggie May taby ukulele według Windrose Game (Chwyty barytonu)

Oh [F] Maggie, Maggie May, they have [C] taken you away,
To slave upon Van Diemen's cruel [G7] shore,
Oh you [C] robbed so many whalers, and [F] many drunken sailors
But you'll [C] never cruise 'round [G7] Liverpool no [C] more

Now [C] come here all you [C] sailors pull and [F] listen to me [C] tale,
I [C] know you all will sadly pity [G7] me,
For I [C] was a ruddy fool in the [F] port of Liverpool,
On the [C] voyage when I [G7] first paid off from [C] sea.

I was [F] paid off at the Home, for our [C] boys from Sierra Leone,
2 pounds 10 a month had been my [G7] pay,
As I [C] jingled in me tin, I was [F] sadly taken in
By a [C] lady of the [G7] name of Maggie [C] May.

Oh [F] Maggie, Maggie May, they have [C] taken you away,
To slave upon Van Diemen's cruel [G7] shore,
Oh you [C] robbed so many whalers, and [F] many drunken sailors
But you'll [C] never cruise 'round [G7] Liverpool no [C] more

[F] When I steered into her, though I [C] hadn't got a care
I was cruise'n up and down ol' Cannon [G7] Place
She was [C] dressed in a gown so fine like a [F] Frigate on the line
And [C] I be'n just a [G7] sailor-man, gave [C] chase

Oooh next [F] morn when I awoke and I [C] found that I was broke
I hadn't got a penny I could [G7] find
So I [C] had to pawn me suit, me [F] dunnels and me boots
down [C] in the Parklay [G7] pawn shop number [C] nine.

Oh [F] Maggie, Maggie May, they have [C] taken you away,
To slave upon Van Diemen's cruel [G7] shore,
Oh you [C] robbed so many whalers, and [F] many drunken sailors
But you'll [C] never cruise 'round [G7] Liverpool no [C] more

[C] Oh you theive'n Maggie May you [F] robbed me of me pay
[C] When I slept with you last night [G7] ashore
Oh it's [C] guilty the jury found her, of [F] rob'n a homeward bounder
and she'll [C] never roll down [G7] Paradise street no [C] more

She was [F] chained and sent away from [C] Liverpool one day
The lads all cheered as she sailed down the [G7] Bay
And [C] every sailor lad, he [F] only was too glad
That they [C] sent the old whore [G7] out to Botany [C] Bay

Oh [F] Maggie, Maggie May, they have [C] taken you away,
To slave upon Van Diemen's cruel [G7] shore,
Oh you [C] robbed so many whalers, and [F] many drunken sailors
But you'll [C] never cruise 'round [G7] Liverpool no [C] more