Maggie's Ship Songtext
von The Longest Johns

Welcome to me ship boys, you′ll find her as warm and inviting as I am
(One, two)

There's a wicked captain by the name of Maggie Gray
The strongest arm, the coldest heart, from here to Boston Bay
Well, she flushes 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 here and work)

Now, Maggie, she's a tyrant, cut it by the meaner bark
She learned to break man′s spirits before you would learn to walk
She'll shoot the wings right off a fly from fifty yards away
No, 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
She gives me ten more lashes than I might give her the slip
No, I don't wanna work another day on Maggie′s goddamn ship


Hey, hey
Her crew's a course
This bunch of cats she dragged from out the depths
She rates the brig of any sorry ship she intersects
Her brother is the boss and 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, she′ll poke you with the tip
No, I don't wanna work another day on Maggie′s god-damn ship

She'll push you to your limit ′til you can't take no more
She'll bend and break your spirit, she′ll bang it 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, I don't wanna work)
Maggie′s ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie′s ship
(I don't wanna work, I don't wanna work)
Maggie′s ship, Maggie′s ship, Maggie's ship
(I don′t wanna work, I don't wanna work)
Maggie′s ship, Maggie's ship, Maggie′s ship
(I don't wanna work, I don't wanna work)

All hands on deck, you lowlife sons of biscuit-ears