When You And I Were Young Maggie

I wandered today to the hill, Maggie
 To watch the scene below
 The creek and the rusty old mill, Maggie
 Where we sat in the long, long ago.
 The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie
 Where first the daisies sprung
 The old rusty mill is still, Maggie
 Since you and I were young.
 A city so silent and lone, Maggie
 Where the young and the gay and the best
 In polished white mansion of stone, Maggie
 Have each found a place of rest
 Is built where the birds used to play, Maggie
 And join in the songs that were sung
 For we sang just as gay as they, Maggie
 When you and I were young.
 They say I am feeble with age, Maggie
 My steps are less sprightly than then
 My face is a well written page, Maggie
 But time alone was the pen.
 They say we are aged and grey, Maggie
 As spray by the white breakers flung
 But to me you're as fair as you were, Maggie
 When you and I were young.
 And now we are aged and grey, Maggie
 The trials of life nearly done
 Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie
 When you and I were young.