歌曲名 Little Maggie 歌手名 Bob Dylan

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Oh where is little Maggie

Over yonder she stands

Rifle on her shoulder

Six shooter in her hand

How can I ever stand it

Just to see them two blue eyes

Shinin' like some diamonds

Like some diamonds in the sky

Rather be in some lonely hollow

Where the sun don't ever shine

Than to see you

be another man's darling

And to know that

you'll never be mine

Well it's march me

away to the station

With my suitcase in my hand

Yes march me away to the station

I'm off to some far distant land

Sometimes I have a nickel

And sometimes I have a dime

Sometimes I have ten dollars

Just to pay for little Maggie's wine

Pretty flowers are made for blooming

Pretty stars are made to shine

Pretty girls are made for boy's love

Little Maggie was made for mine

Well yonder stands little Maggie

With a dram glass in her hand

She's a drinkin' down her troubles

Over courtin' some other man