[Intro]
G
[Strophe]
    C 
Oh, dirty Maggie Mae  
          G 
they have taken her away 
                                       D 
and she never walk down Lime Street anymore. 
        G 
Oh, the judge he guilty found her 
    C 
for robbing a home-ward bounder 
     D7                            G 
that dirty, no good robbin' Maggie Mae. 
         C 
'Tis the port of Liverpool 
G 
they returned me to 
                  C          G      D 
Two pounds, ten a week, that was my pay.