1. 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 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. Chorus: And now we are aged and gray, Maggie, And the trials of life nearly done; Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie, When you and I were young. 2. A city so silent and lone, Maggie, Where the young and the gay and the best; In polished white mansion of stone, Maggie, Have each found a place of rest, Is built where the birds used to play, Maggie, And join in the songs that were sung; For we sang as gay as they, Maggie, When you and I were young. Chorus: 3. They say that I am feeble with age, Maggie, My steps are less spritely than then; My face is a well written page, Maggie And time all alone was the pen. They say we are aged and gray, Maggie, As spray by the white breakers flung; But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie, When you and I were young! Chorus:

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