I wondered today to the hills maggie,
to whatch the scene below,
The creek and the creeking old mill maggie as we used to long,long ago,
The green grove is gone from the hills maggie where first the daisy's sprung,
The creeking old mill is still maggie since you and i where young,


Oh they say that im febel with age maggie my steps are much slower then then,
My face is a well ridden fage maggie and time all alone was the pen,
They say we have out lived our time maggie as day did the song that we sung,
But to me your as fair as you were maggie when you and i were young,
They say we have out lived our time maggie as day did the song that we sung,
But to me your as fair as you were maggie when you and i were young,
When you and i were young