When you and I were young Maggie


Foster & Allen


Ann Breen


Jean Redpath
MAGGIE
Geo. W. Johnson
Music by J. A. Butterfield
I wandered today To the hill,Maggie
To watch The scene below
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The creek And the creaking old mill Maggie
As we used to Long long ago!
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The green grove Is gone From the hill, Maggie
Where first The daisies sprung
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The creaking old mill Is still Maggie
Since you and I were young !
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Oh they say that I'm feeble with age
My steps are much slower Maggie Than then
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My face is A well written page Maggie
And time all along Was the pen.
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They say We have outlived Our time, Maggie
As dated as songs That we've sung
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But to me You're as fair As you were, Maggie
When you And I were young.
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They say We have outlived Our time, Maggie
As dated as songs That we've sung
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But to me You're as fair As you were, Maggie
When you And I were young.
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