Yonder come little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hand
She's out running with a no-good
With a no-good, sorry man
Oh, the last time I saw Maggie
She was sitting by the sea
With her forty-four around her
And her banjo on her knee
Oh, how can I ever stand it
Just to see those two blue eyes
Which are shining like a diamond
Like a diamond in the sky, oh
I'm going down to the station
With my suitcase all in my hand
I'm going away, away to leave you
In some far off, oh, distant land