Tim Hart and Maddy Prior Three Drunken Maidens Lyrics

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There were three drunken maidens
Came from the Isle of Wight,
They drunk from Monday morning
Nor stopped till Saturday night.
When Saturday night did come, me boys,
They wouldn't then go out.
These three drunken maidens,
They pushed the jug about.

Then in comes bouncing Sally,
Her cheeks as red as blooms.
Move up me jolly sisters,
And give young Sally some room.
For I will be your equal
Before the night is out.
These four drunken maidens,
They pushed the jug about.

There's woodcock and pheasant,
There's partridge and hare.
There's all sorts of dainties,
No scarcity was there.
There's forty quarts of beer, me boys,
They fairly drunk them out.
These four drunken maidens,
They pushed the jug about.

But up comes the landlord,
He's asking for his pay.
It' a forty pound bill, me boys
These gals have got to pay.
That's ten pounds apiece, me boys,
But still they wouldn't go out.
These four drunken maidens,
They pushed the jug about.

Oh where are your feathered hats,
Your mantles rich and fine?
They've all been swallowed up,
In tankards of good wine.
And where are your maidenheads,
You maidens brisk and gay?
We left them in the alehouse,
We drank them clean away
Summer Solstice Track Listing
12" Vinyl 1
  • 1 False Knight on the Road
  • 2 Bring Us in Good Ale
  • 3 All of the Birds
  • 4 I Live Not Where I Love
  • 5 The Ploughboy and the Cockney
  • 6 Westron Wynde
  • 7 Sorry the Day I Was Married
  • 8 Dancing at Whitsun
  • 9 Fly Up My Cock
  • 10 Cannily Cannily
  • 11 Adam Catched Eve
  • 12 Three Drunken Maidens
  • 13 Serving Girls Holiday
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