Book of Song

Three Drunken Maidens

by trad

[G] There were three drunken [C] maidens,
[D] lived on the Isle of [G] Wight
They [G] drank from Monday [C] morning,
didn’t [D] stop till Saturday [G] night
When [C] Saturday night did come me boys,
the [G] girlies wouldn’t go [D] out
[Em] These three drunken [C] maidens
kept [D] pushing the jug a- [G] bout
[Em] These three drunken [C] maidens
kept [D] pushing the jug a- [G] bout

Then in comes bouncing Sally
with a face as red as a bloom
“Move up, my jolly sisters,
and give your Sally some room
For I will be your equal
before the night is out”
So now four drunken maidens
they pushed the jug about
So now four drunken maidens
they pushed the jug about

There was woodcock and pheasant,
partridge and hare
And every kind of pie, my boys,
no scarcity was there
They’d forty quarts of beer all told,
they fairly drunk it up
These four drunken maidens
who pushed the jug about
These four drunken maidens
who pushed the jug about

Then in comes the landlord
and he’s looking for his pay
“I’ve a bill for forty nicker
that you lot have got to pay”
They hadn’t got the money and
still they wouldn’t go out
These four drunken maidens
kept pushing the jug about
These four drunken maidens
kept pushing the jug about

Now where are your feathered hats,
your mantles crisp and fine?
“They’ve all been swallowed up, my boys,
in tankards of good wine”
And where are your maidenheads,
you maids so brisk and gay?
“We left them in the public house,
we drank them clean away”
“We left them in the public house,
we drank them clean away”