Maggie

Maggie

I wandered today to the hills Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the creaking old mill Maggie
As we used to long long ago

The green grove is gone from the hills Maggie
Where first the daisies sprung
The creaking old mill is still Maggie
Since you and I were young

They say that I'm feeble with age Maggie
My step are much slower than then
My face is a well written page Maggie
And time all alone was the pen

They say we have outlived our time Maggie
As dated as the songs that we've sung
But to me you're as fair as you were Maggie
When you and I were young

They say we have outlived our time Maggie
As dated as the songs that we've sung
But to me you're as fair as you were Maggie
When you and I were young
As you and I were young