Three Drunken Maidens

Also know as Three Bonnie Lassies.

There were three drunken maidens, come from the Isle of Wight They'd drink from Monday morning nonstop til Saturday night When Saturday night came, me boys, they would not then go out... But these three drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about These three drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about Up comes bouncing Sally, her cheeks as red as the bloom "Move up me jolly sisters and give young Sally room. For I will be your equal before the evening's out!" And these four drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about These four drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about There's peacock and there's 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'd fairly drunk them out! And these four drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about These four drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about. Then up comes the landlord, he's asking for his pay It's a forty pound bill, me boys, that these girls got to pay That's ten pounds apiece, me boys, but still they'd not go out And these four drunken maidens, they pushed the jug about 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, me boys, in tankards of fine wine!" And where are your maidenheads, you maidens brisk and gay? "We left them in the ale-house, we drank 'em clean away We left them in the ale-house, we drank 'em clean away."

The Digital Tradition Database has a tune and alternate lyrics for this. The tune is slightly variant from the one I know, and you'll have to repeat the last few bars of music to cover the extra refrain line I sing at the end of each verse.

Last updated 06/13/99 Email me: sca_bard@yahoo.com