Intro
A, A, A, E, E, E, E, E,
D#
Oh, where is little Maggie
A#
Over yonder she stands,
G#
Rifle on her shoulder,
A#
Six-shooter in her hand.
D#
How can I ever stand it,
A#
Just to see them two blue eyes,
G#
Shinin' like some diamonds,
A#
Like some diamonds in the sky.
D#
Rather be in some lonely hollow
A#
Where the sun don't ever shine,
G#
Than to see you be another man's darling,
D#
And to know that you'll never be mine.
D#
Well, it's march me away to the station
A#
With my suitcase in my hand,
G#
Yes, march me away to the station,
D#
I'm off to some far-distant land.
D#
Sometimes I have a nickel,
A#
And sometimes I have a dime,
G#
Sometimes I have ten dollars,
D#
Just to pay for little Maggie's wine.
D#
Pretty flowers are made for blooming,
A#
Pretty stars are made to shine,
G#
Pretty girls are made for boy's love,
D#
Little Maggie was made for mine.
D#
Well, yonder stands little Maggie
A#
With a dram glass in her hand,
G#
She's a drinkin' down her troubles
D#
Over courtin' some other man.
Sorry If wrong I haven't heard this Dylan song a lot.
Overall, enjoy!