[Intro]
[D]
[Verse]
(Spoken)
N.C.
In seventeen forty-two, it was customary in the township of Halifax
N.C.
for a gentleman to partake occasionally of Ratafia which was a light-
N.C.
flavoured liqueur of amazing potency, which originated in Middlesex
and which we suppose is the reason for this song[A][G][A][D][G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
A captain bold in Halifax, who dwelt in country [A]quarters
Se[D]duced a maid, who hanged herself, one Monday in her [A]garters
His [D]wicked conscience smited him, he lost his stomach [A]daily
He took to drinking Ratafia and thought upon Miss [D]Bailey[G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
One night betimes he went to bed, for he had caught the [A]fever
Said [D]he, "I am a handsome man and I'm a gay de[A]ceiver"
His [D]candle, just a twelve o'clock, began to burn quite [A]palely
A ghost stepped up to his bedside and said, "Behold, Miss [D]Bailey!"[G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
"Avast, Miss Bailey," then he cried, "you can't affright me, [A]really"
"Dear [D]Captain Smith," the ghost replied, "you used me ungen[A]teelly
The [D]coroner's quest goes hard with me because I've acted [A]freely
And Parson Biggs won't bury me though I'm a dead Miss [D]Bailey"[G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
"Dear Ma'am," says he, "since you and I must once for all accounts [A]close
I [D]have a one pound note in my regimental [A]smallclothes
'Twill [D]bribe the sexton for your grave." The ghost then answered [A]gaily
"Bless you, wicked Captain Smith, remember poor Miss [D]Bailey!"[G][A][D][G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Outro]
"[D]All's well that ends well, I suppose."
[D]
[Verse]
(Spoken)
N.C.
In seventeen forty-two, it was customary in the township of Halifax
N.C.
for a gentleman to partake occasionally of Ratafia which was a light-
N.C.
flavoured liqueur of amazing potency, which originated in Middlesex
and which we suppose is the reason for this song[A][G][A][D][G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
A captain bold in Halifax, who dwelt in country [A]quarters
Se[D]duced a maid, who hanged herself, one Monday in her [A]garters
His [D]wicked conscience smited him, he lost his stomach [A]daily
He took to drinking Ratafia and thought upon Miss [D]Bailey[G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
One night betimes he went to bed, for he had caught the [A]fever
Said [D]he, "I am a handsome man and I'm a gay de[A]ceiver"
His [D]candle, just a twelve o'clock, began to burn quite [A]palely
A ghost stepped up to his bedside and said, "Behold, Miss [D]Bailey!"[G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
"Avast, Miss Bailey," then he cried, "you can't affright me, [A]really"
"Dear [D]Captain Smith," the ghost replied, "you used me ungen[A]teelly
The [D]coroner's quest goes hard with me because I've acted [A]freely
And Parson Biggs won't bury me though I'm a dead Miss [D]Bailey"[G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Verse]
"Dear Ma'am," says he, "since you and I must once for all accounts [A]close
I [D]have a one pound note in my regimental [A]smallclothes
'Twill [D]bribe the sexton for your grave." The ghost then answered [A]gaily
"Bless you, wicked Captain Smith, remember poor Miss [D]Bailey!"[G][A][D][G][A][D]
[Chorus]
[D]Oh, Miss Bailey!
Un[Em]fortunate, Miss [D]Bailey!
[Outro]
"[D]All's well that ends well, I suppose."
