Well, understand little Maggie With the in her hair. She's drinking away her troubles, I mean kind of some other man. Oh, how can I ever stand it To see in clear blue eyes A shining moonlight Like two in the sky. Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Ah-ah-oh-oh-oh! Pretty flowers were made for blooming, Pretty stars were made to shine, Pretty women were made for loving, Little Maggie was made for mine. The last time I saw little Maggie She was sitting on the bend feet. Well the all around her, In a on her knee. Go away, go away, little Maggie, Go away, do the best you can And give me another woman, You can give you another man. Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
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