Lyrics

O'er yonder stands Little Maggie With a dram glass in her hand She's a-drinking down her troubles With a low-down sorry man How do you think I can ever stand it For to see those true blue eyes That's a-shining like a diamond Like a diamond in the sky So I'm a-going down to the station With my suitcase in my hand I'm a-going away to labor I'm a-going to some far distant land Sometimes I have a nickel And sometimes I have one dime Then sometimes I have ten dollars Just to pay Little Maggie's fine