Maggie

Yonder stands little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hands
She's drinking away her troubles
And courting some other man

How can I ever stand it
For to see them pretty blue eyes
Sparkling at another
Like the stars in the midnight sky
Like the stars in the midnight sky

I'm going away little Maggie
Got my suitcase in my hand
Will you go with me little Maggie?
I'm bound for some foreign distant land

Last time a saw little Maggie
She was sitting on the banks of the sea
With a forty-four around her
And a banjo on her knee

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

Oh, Yonder stands little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hands
She's drinking away her troubles
And courting some other man