[Verse 1]

I wan-der'd to-day to the hill, Mag-gie,

To watch the scene be-low,

The creek and the creak-ing old mill, Mag-gie,

As we used to long a-go.

The green grove is gone from the hill, Mag-gie,

Where first the dai-sies sprung;

The creak-ing old mill is still, Mag-gie,

Since you and I were young.

[Chorus]

And now we are a-ged and gray,

Mag-gie, And the tri-als of life near-ly done,

Let us sing of the days that are gone, Mag-gie,

When you and I were young.

[Verse 2]

A cit-y so si-lent and lone, Mag-gie,

Where the young and the gay and the best,

In pol-ished white man-sions of stone, Mag-gie,

Have each found a place of rest,

Is built where the birds used to play, Mag-gie,

And join in the songs that were sung;

For we sang as gay as they, Mag-gie,

When you and I were young.

[Verse 3]

They say I am fee-ble with age, Mag-gie,

My steps are less spright-ly than then,

My face is a well writ-ten page, Mag-gie,

But time a-lone was the pen,

They say we are a-ged and gray, Mag-gie,

As spray by the white break-ers flung;

But to me you're as fair as you were, Mag-gie,

When you and I were young.