Maggie

I wander today to the hills, Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie
Where we used to long, long ago
The green grove is gone from the hills, Maggie
Where first the daisies sprung

But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie
Since you and I were young
You're singing fantastic

They say you are aged and grey, Maggie
And your steps are less sprightly than then
And your face is a well-written page, Maggie
But time alone was the pen
They say you are aged and grey, Maggie
Just grey by the white grey hairs flung

But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie
Since you and I were young
Let's hear you Bob

They say you are aged and grey, Maggie
The trials of life nearly done
But we'll sing, yes let us sing of those days, Maggie
Since you and I were young
Since you and I were young