Miss Maggie M'Gill she lived on a hill Her daddy got drunk and left her the will So she went down, down to Tangie Town
People down there Really like to get it on
Now if you're sad And you're feeling blue Go out and buy a brand new pair of shoes
And you go down, down to Tangie Town 'Cause people down there, really like to get it on Get it on, hey
Illegitimate son of a rock n' roll star Illegitimate son of a rock n' roll star Mom met dad in the back of a rock n' roll car, yeah Well, I'm an old blues man and I think that you understand
I've been singing the blues ever since the world began, yeah
Maggie, Maggie, Maggie M'Gill Roll on, roll on, Maggie M'Gill Maggie, Maggie, Maggie M'Gill Roll on, roll on, Maggie M'Gill Maggie, Maggie, Maggie M'Gill Roll on, roll on, Maggie M'Gill Maggie, Maggie, roll on, roll on
Writer/s: JIM MORRISON, JOHN PAUL DENSMORE, RAYMOND D MANZAREK, ROBERT A KRIEGER
Publisher: Doors Music Company
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Chris Hay from CanadaNah... I was in the Pere Lachaise cemetery, the week of Jim's 60th birthday, when there was a reunion show happening in Paris. I only know this because a couple drunk middle-aged American guys need help "finding Jim!" We found his grave and there was an older lady, with leather pants and bleached hair crying. They chatted with her and found out her name was Maggie. They started singing Maggie M'Gill. She said, don't tell anyone, but yeah. That's me. We all went out to a cafe and listened to her stories of running away from boarding school at 16, sleeping with Janis Joplin, being Jim's lover... all of it. He used McGill in the song because he couldn't rhyme anything with her real last name...
Will from Waterloo,I've heard a different, more darker story. I've heard that "Maggie M'Gill" was the name of Jim's...daughter. I've heard that either Pamela or Patricia got pregnant and Jim forced either Pamela or Patricia to terminate the pregnancy.
David from Woburn, MaWell as so far no one really seems to want to comment on the song itself... this is my favorite Doors tune. The thumping drums and fat bass grooves perfectly compliment the evil sounding guitar and organ parts along with Jim's drunken slurs to create a bluesy gem infused with some quasi-Native American beats. Jim loved the old West and the shamanic rituals of the Amerindians; I can only imagine him doing a war dance to this song whenever they played it.
Lyrically, this seems to be about Jim's life. He was constantly getting threats from just about every woman he slept with that he fathered children with them (illegitimate son of a rock and roll star.) And my favorite line of the song, "Well I'm an old blues man," encapsulates Jim's sentiment at the time: the dream of social revolution in America is over, let's just play bar music.
Pot from Ann Arbor Mi, Mi@ Joseph from Newport News Va.
Maybe all the women in Newport news are whores but not so in Ann Arbor. Ann Arbor was named after the wife's of the founders.
To better educate yourself: http://moaa.aadl.org/moaa/naming
"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt." - -- Mark Twain
Joseph from Newport News, VaIt figures that they came up with a song about a whore in Ann Arbor...a city named after a whore.
D from Many, MaOne of their best later songs
Timm from Chicago, IlI'll tell you what's going on here. You see,Maggie's are Ladies of the Evening.
Martijn from Helmond, NetherlandsWell, Maggie from Germantwon, you ought to know!