Maggie

I wandered today to the hill, Maggie,

To watch the scene below -

The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie,

As we used to, long ago.

The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie,

Where first the daisies sprung;

The creaking old mill is still, Maggie,

Since you and I were young.

Chorus:

And now we are ag