Maggie ballad

1. Oh where is little baby over yonder he stands
Rifle in his shoulder, 6-shooter in his hand.
How can I ever stand it, just to see them two black eyes
Shining like some diamonds, like some diamonds in the sky.

R. Rather be in some lonely hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Than to see you be another girl's darling
And to know that you'll never be mine.

2. It's march me away to the station with my suitcase in my hand
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 10 dollars, just to pay for baby's wine.

R. Pretty flowers are made for blooming,
Pretty stars are made to shine.
Pretty boys are made for girl's love.
Little baby was made for mine.

R. Well, younder stands l'l baby
With a dram glass in his hand.
He's drinking down his troubles
Over courtin' some other land.