When you and I were young, Maggie

When you and I were young, 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 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!

Oh they say that I'm feeble with age, Maggie
My steps are mush slower than then
My face is a well written page, Maggie
And time all along was the pen.

They say we have outlived our time, Maggie
As dated as songs that we've sung
But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie
When you and I were young.