C
She was young, she was pure, she was new, she was nice
G
She was fair, she was sweet seventeen
F C Am
He was old, he was vile, and no stranger to vice
D G
He was base, he was bad, he was mean
C F
He had slyly inveigled her up to his flat
Dm G
To view his collection of stamps
C F C Am
And he said as he hastened to put out the cat
F G
The wine, his cigar and the lamps
C
Have some madeira, m'dear
G
You really have nothing to fear
F C Am
I'm not trying to tempt you, that wouldn't be right
D G
You shouldn't drink spirits at this time of night
C
Have some madeira, m'dear
G
It's really much nicer than beer
F C Am
I don't care for sherry, one cannot drink stout
D G
And port is a wine I can well do without
C F C Am
It's simply a case of chacun a son gout
F G C
Have some madeira, m'dear
C
Unaware of the wiles of the snake-in-the-grass
G
And the fate of the maiden who topes
F C Am
She lowered her standards by raising her glass
D G
Her courage, her eyes and his hopes
C F
She sipped it, she drank it, she drained it, she did
Dm G
He promptly refilled it again
C F C Am
And he said as he secretly carved one more notch
F G
On the butt of his gold-headed cane
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C
Have some madeira, m'dear,
G
I've got a small cask of it here
F C Am
And once it's been opened, you know it won't keep
D G
Do finish it up, it will help you to sleep
C
Have some madeira, m'dear,
G
It's really an excellent year
F C Am
Now if it were gin, you'd be wrong to say yes
D G
The evil gin does would be hard to assess
C F C Am
Besides it's inclined to affect me prowess
F G C
Have some madeira, m'dear
C
Then there flashed through her mind what her mother had said
G
With her antepenultimate breath
F C Am
"Oh my child, should you look on the wine that is red
D G
Be prepared for a fate worse than death"
C F
She let go her glass with a shrill little cry
Dm G
Crash! tinkle! it fell to the floor
C F C Am
When he asked, "What in Heaven?" she made no reply
F G
Up her mind, and a dash for the door
C
Have some madeira, m'dear,
G
Rang out down the hall loud and clear
F C Am
A tremulous cry that was filled with despair
D G
As she paused to take breath in the cool midnight air
C
Have some madeira, m'dear,
G
The words seemed to ring in her ear
F C Am
Until the next morning, she woke up in bed
D G
With a smile on her lips and an ache in her head
C F C Am
And a voice in her ear 'ole that tickled and said
F G C
Have some madeira, m'dear
