I wander today to the hills Maggie
To watch the scene be-elow
The creek and the creeking o-old mill Maggie
A-as we used to long long ago
The green gro-ove is gone from the hills Maggie
Where first the dai-aisie-ies' sprung
The creeking o-old mill is still Maggie
Si-ince you a-and I were young
Oh they say that I-I'm feeble with age Maggie
My steps are much slower than them
My face is a well written page Maggie
A-and time all alone was the pen
They say we have out-lived our time Maggie
As dated as so-ongs that we've sung
But to me you're as fair as you were Maggie
When you a-and I were young
They say we have out-lived our time Maggie
As dated as so-ongs that we-e've sung
But to me you're as fair as you were Maggie
When you a-and I were young
When you a-and I were young
