The Kingston Trio - Little maggie

Oh, well, yonder stands little ^FMaggie With a ^Gdram glass ^Fin her ^Ghand She drinkin' away her ^Ftroubles, oh, lord And ^Gfoolin' a^Fnother ^Gman

How could I ever ^Fstand it Just to ^Gsee them ^Ftwo blue ^Geyes? They shine just like the ^Fdiamonds Like the ^Gdiamonds ^Fin the^G sky

Pretty flowers were made for ^Fblooming Pretty ^Gstars were ^Fmade to ^Gshine Pretty girls were made for ^Fboys to love Surely ^GMaggie was ^Fmade for ^Gmine

Oh, well, yonder stands little ^FMaggie With a ^Gdram glass ^Fin her ^Ghand She drinkin' away her ^Ftroubles, oh, lord And ^Gfoolin' a^Fnother ^Gman

Well, they marched me down to the ^Fstation With my ^Gsuitcase ^Fin my ^Ghand I'm goin' away for to ^Fleave you, my love ^GGoin' to a ^Ffar distant ^Gland

Oh, well, sometimes I have a ^Fnickel And ^Gsometimes I ^Fhave a ^Gdime And sometimes I have ten ^Fdollars, oh, lord Just to ^Gpay little ^FMaggie's ^Gfine

Oh, well, yonder stands little ^FMaggie With a ^Gdram glass ^Fin her ^Ghand She drinkin' away her ^Ftroubles, oh, lord And ^Gfoolin' a^Fnother ^Gman And foolin' a^Fnother ^Gman