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