I wandered today
to the hills Maggie
to watch the
scene below
The creek and the
creaking old mill Maggie
where we used to go
long long ago
The green growth
is gone from
the hills 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 much
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
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
When you and I
were young