When You And I Were Young, Maggie - Foster and Allen I wandered today to the hill, Maggie, To watch the scene below The creek and the creaking old mill, Maggie, as we used to long long ago The green growth is gone from the hills, Maggie Where first the daisies sprung the creek old mill is still Maggie, since you and I were young Oh they say that I'm feeble with age, Maggie, My..