I wander'd today to the hill Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the rusty old mill Maggie
Where we wandered in the long, long ago.
The green grass is gone from the hill Maggie,
Where once the wild daisies sprung
The rusty old mill now is still Maggie
Since you and I were young
They say they say they say I'm feeble with age Maggie
And my step not as sprititly as them
My face is a well a well written page Maggie
And time alone was the pen
They say we are aged and gray, Maggie,
Aa spray the wild breakers flung
To me you're as fair as you were Maggie
When you and I were young