WHEN YOU AND I WERE YOUNG, MAGGIE

Public Domain (by George W. Johnson and James Austin Butterfield)
The chorus is a different melody than the verse

I wandered today to the hill, Maggie,
To watch the scene down below;
The creek and the old rusty mill, Maggie,
Where we sat in the long, 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 aged and gray, Maggie,
And the trials of life nearly done.
But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie,
When you and I were young.

A city so silent and lone, Maggie,
Where the young and the gay and the best,
In polished white mansions of stone, Maggie,
Have each found a place of rest.
Is built where the birds used to play, Maggie,
And join in the songs that were sung.
For we sang as gay as they, Maggie,
When you and I were young.
(Chorus)

 

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