[ti:When You And I Were Young Maggie]
[ar:James Butterfield]
[al:Old Sweet Songs]
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[00:05.10]When You And I Were Young, Maggie
[00:08.10]Mike Redway
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[00:14.10]I wandered today to the hill, Maggie
[00:23.40]To watch the scene below
[00:31.40]The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie
[00:39.40]As we used to set, long ago
[00:46.50]The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie
[00:55.10]Where first the daisies sprung
[01:03.00]The creaking old mill is still,Maggie
[01:11.40]Since you and I were young
[01:34.50]They say I am feeble with age, Maggie
[01:44.40]My steps are less sprightly than then
[01:50.20]My face is a well written page, Maggie
[02:00.00]But time alone was the pen
[02:05.50]They say we are aged and grey, Maggie
[02:15.40]As spray by the white breakers flung
[02:22.00]But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie
[02:32.50]When you and I were young
[02:38.57]When you and I were young