Maggie    (1866)

I wandered today to the hills, Maggie
To watch the scene below
The creek and the rusty old mill, Maggie
Where we met long ago
The green grove is gone from the hills, Maggie
Where first the daisies sprung
The rusty old mill is still, Maggie
Since you and I were young

There's a city so silent and low, Maggie
Where the young and the brave and the best
In polished white mansions of stone, Maggie
Have each found a place of rest
The fields where the birds used to play, Maggie
And join in the songs that were sung
But we sang as gay as they, Maggie
Since you and I were young

Oh they say that I'm feeble with age, Maggie
My steps are less sprightly than then
My face is a well written page, Maggie
And time alone was the pen
They say that your hair is as grey, Maggie
As the spray by the white breakers flung
But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie
Since you and I were young

They say we are rigid and grey, Maggie
And our time on Earth nearly done
Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie
Since you and I were young

Since you and I were young

Lyrics by George W. Johnson.
Composed by James Austin Butterfield.
Recorded by Harry MacDonough and the Christy Minstrels; many others.
Maggie was Maggie Clark, to whom Johnson wrote the poem as a love tribute; sadly, she died within 12 months of their marriage.


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