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When You and I Were Young Maggie

 
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 creeking old mill is still, Maggie
Since you and I were young