Henry's Songbook

Little Maggie

• (Trad)

  Well yonder stands Little Maggie
  With a dram glass in her hand
  She's drinkin' away all her sorrows
  And foolin' wi' some other man

  Sometimes I have a nickel
  And sometimes I have a dime
  Sometimes I have ten dollars
  Just to buy Little Maggie wine

  She's a-marchin' to the station
  Got a suitcase in her hand
  She's goin' away for to leave me
  She is bound for some foreign land

  Pretty flowers were made for blooming
  And the stars were meant for to shine
  Pretty women were made for loving
  And Little Maggie was made for mine

  Well the last time I saw Little Maggie
  She was sitting by the banks of the sea
  With a forty-five strapped around her shoulder
  And a baby on her knee

  Dig a hole, dig a hole in the meadow
  Dig a hole in the cold cold ground
  Go and dig me a hole in the meadow
  Just to lay this poor boy down

  (as sung by Alex Campbell)

• Well yonder stands Little Maggie
  With a drinkin' glass in her hand
  She's drinkin' away all her troubles
  And she's courtin' some other man

  Oh how can I ever stand it
  To see the two blue eyes
  They shine like the diamonds
  The diamonds in the sky

  Pretty flowers were made for blooming
  Pretty stars were made to shine
  Pretty girls were made for boys to love
  Surely Maggie was made for mine

  They march me down to the station
  With my suitcase in my hand
  I'm going away to leave you my love,
  I'm going to a far distant land

  Sometimes I have a nickel
  And sometimes I have a dime
  Sometimes I have ten dollars, Lord,
  Just to pay Little Maggie's fine

  The first time I saw Little Maggie
  She was standing by the sea
  With a forty-four strapped around her shoulder
  And a banjo on her knee

  Repeat 1

  (as sung by Hamish Imlach)

Susannes Folksong-Notizen

• [1976:] An American mountain song that Alex picked up from his old friend Derroll Adams. (Notes Alex Campbell, 'Goodbye Booze')

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