Little Maggie

Oh, well, yonder stands little Maggie with a dram glass in her hand
She drinkin' away her troubles, oh, Lord
And foolin' another man

How could I ever stand it, just to see them two blue eyes
They shine just like the diamonds, like the diamonds in the sky

Pretty flowers were made for bloomin'
Pretty stars were made to shine
Pretty girls were made for boys to love
Surely Maggie was made for mine

Oh, well, yonder stands little Maggie with a dram glass in her hand
She drinkin' away her troubles, oh, Lord
And foolin' another man

Well, they marched me down to the station with my suitcase in my hand
I'm going away for to leave you, my love
Goin' to a far distant land

Oh, well, sometimes I have a nickel (oh, Lord) and sometimes I have a dime and sometimes I have ten dollars (oh, Lord)
Just to pay little Maggie's fine

Oh, well, yonder stands little Maggie with a dram glass in her hand
She drinkin' away her troubles, oh, Lord
And foolin' another man