When You And I Were Young, Maggie
Mike Redway

I wandered today to the hill, Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie
As we used to set, 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
They say I am feeble with age, Maggie
My steps are less sprightly than then
My face is a well written page, Maggie
But time alone was the pen
They say we are aged and grey, Maggie
As spray by the white breakers flung
But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie
When you and I were young
When you and I were young