Intro :
O h where is little Maggie
O ver yonder she stands
R ifle on her shoulder
S ix-shooter in her hand.
H ow can I ever stand it
J ust to see them two blue eyes
S hinin' like some diamonds
L ike some diamonds in the sky.
R ather be in some lonely hollow
W here the sun don't ever shine
T han to see you be another man's darling
A nd to know that you'll never be mine.
W ell it's march me away to the station
W ith my suitcase in my hand
Y es march me away to the station
I 'm off to some far-distant land.
S ometimes I have a nickel
A nd sometimes I have a dime
S ometimes I have ten dollars
J ust to pay for little Maggie's wine.
P retty flowers are made for blooming
P retty stars are made to shine
Pretty girls are made for boy's love
L ittle Maggie was made for mine.
W ell yonder stands little Maggie
W ith a dram glass in her hand
S he's a drinkin' down her troubles
O ver courtin' some other man.