Little Maggie

G       F

Over yonder stands little Maggie

G       D7       G

With a dram glass in her hand


She’s drinking away her troubles

G       D7       G

She’s courting another man

Last time I saw little Maggie

She was setting on the banks of the sea

With a forty-four around her

And a banjo on her knee

Pretty flowers were made for blooming

Pretty stars were made to shine

Pretty women were made for loving

Little Maggie was made for mine

Lay down your last gold dollar

Lay down your gold watch and chain

Little Maggie’s gonna dance for daddy

Listen to this old banjo ring

Go away go away Little Maggie

Go and do the best you can

I’ll get me another woman

You can get you another man