Welcome to me ship, boys. You'll find her as warm and inviting as I am. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
There's a wicked captain by the name of Maggie Grey
The strongest arm, the coldest heart, from here to Boston Bay
Well she flashes you a smile, buys you a drink and maybe more
You'll wake up in the morning half a mile away from shore
I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's ship
I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's ship
She's stingy with the coinage but she's generous with the whip
No, I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's goddamn ship
(Get back to work!)
Now Maggie she's a tyrant, cutting bite and meaner bark
She learnt to break men's spirits before you had learnt to walk
She'll shoot the wings right off a fly from fifty yards away
Oh, she'll shoot you just for fun, or if you dare to disobey
I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's ship
I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's ship
If she gives me ten more lashes then I might give her the slip
No, I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's goddamn ship
Her crew's the coarsest bunch of cads she dragged from out the depths
She raids the brig of any sorry ships she intercepts
Her brother is the bosun, her fat daddy is the cook
Her mother's doing time for all the Spanish gold she took
I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's ship
I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's ship
She might not run you through but she'll sure poke you with the tip
No, I don't wanna work another day on Maggie's goddamn ship
She'll push you to your limit 'til you can't take no more
She'll bend and break your spirit, you're begging on the floor
She'll make you cry for mother, she'll make you long for shore
She'll treat you like no other
Goddamn, I think I love her
Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship
Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship
Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship (I don't wanna work)
Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship (I don't wanna work)
Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship (I don't wanna work)
Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie's ship (I don't wanna work)
(Non ci voglio andare a lavorare con Maggie! Non ci vado!)
(All hands on deck, ye low-life sons o' biscuit eaters!)
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