[00:01.44]When You And I Were Young, Maggie
[00:04.88]Fiddlin' John Carson
[00:43.72]
[00:43.73]I wandered today from the hills, Maggie
[00:50.46]To watch the streams down below
[00:55.52]The creeks and that screeching old mill, Maggie
[01:02.38]When you and I were young years ago
[01:07.01]
[01:07.02]But the green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie
[01:13.13]Where first the daisies have sprung
[01:18.18]And that screeching old mill has decayed, Maggie
[01:24.04]When you and I were young
[01:48.14]
[01:48.15]Now today we are aged and grey, Maggie
[01:54.08]The trials of life are nearly done
[01:59.00]Let us think of the days that are gone, Maggie
[02:04.95]When you and I were young
[02:09.50]
[02:09.51]But today we are feeble and grey, Maggie
[02:15.39]The trials of life are nearly done
[02:19.99]But to me you's as fair as you were, Maggie
[02:25.42]When you and I were young

When You And I Were Young, Maggie
Fiddlin' John Carson
I wandered today from the hills, Maggie
To watch the streams down below
The creeks and that screeching old mill, Maggie
When you and I were young years ago
But the green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie
Where first the daisies have sprung
And that screeching old mill has decayed, Maggie
When you and I were young
Now today we are aged and grey, Maggie
The trials of life are nearly done
Let us think of the days that are gone, Maggie
When you and I were young
But today we are feeble and grey, Maggie
The trials of life are nearly done
But to me you's as fair as you were, Maggie
When you and I were young