Three Drunken Maidens

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[VERSE 1]
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There were three drunken maidens, came from the Isle of Wight
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They started to drink on a Monday, never stopped till Saturday night
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But when Saturday night was come, me lads, Oh still they wouldn't get out
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These three drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about

[VERSE 2]
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They had woodcock and pheasant, they had partridge and hare
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Every kind of dainty, no scarcity was there
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They had 10 pints apiece, me lads, but still they wouldn't get out
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These three drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about

[VERSE 3]
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In came bouncing Sally with her cheeks as red as a bloom
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"Move up, me jolly sisters now, and give young Sally some room
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And I will be your equal before the evening is out"
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These three drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about

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[VERSE 4]
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Then in came the landlord, looking for his pay
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Forty pound of bill, me lads, the girls were supposed to pay
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They had 10 pounds apiece, me lads, but still they wouldn't get out
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These three drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about

[VERSE 5]
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Where are your feathered hats, your mantles rich and fine?
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"They've all been swallowed up, me lads, in tankards of good wine"
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And where are your fancy men, young maidens, brisk and gay?
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"We left them in the alehouse, since there, they'll have to pay"

[Outro*]
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