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