Over yonder stands little Maggie With a dram glass in her hands She's drinking away her troubles And courtin' some other man Oh how can I ever stand it To see them two blue eyes A shining in the moonlight I wish that I could die Pretty flowers were made for blooming Pretty stars were made to shine Pretty girls were made for loving Little Maggie was made to be mine I'm going down to the station With my suitcase in my hands So I'm going to leave this country Well I'm going to a far distant land Go away, go away little Maggie Go and do that fast you can I need me another woman You can get you another man