| Well now, who is that yonder comin' up the, comin' coming up the road?
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| Yeah, who is that yonder comin' up the road?
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| Well, it looks like Maggie, but she walking just too, slow
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| Well now, the woman I love, she got great long curly, great long curly hair
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| Yeah, the woman I love, she got great long curly hair
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| And I know my maggie when I see her standing there
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| Now, the sun’s gonna shine on my back door some, my back door some day
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| Yeah, the sun’s gonna shine on my back door some day
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| Well now, I’ll know my little Maggie when I see her comin' my way
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| Now, when my Maggie smiles, it’s like lightnin' in the, lightnin' in the sky
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| Yeah, when my Maggie smiles, it’s like lightnin' in the sky
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| But my tears fell like rain when my Maggie said good-bye
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| Now, I’m goin' away, baby, won’t be back 'till, won’t be back 'till fall
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| Yes, I’m goin' away baby and I won’t be back 'till fall
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| But if I find my Maggie, ya know I won’t be back at, won’t be back at
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| Won’t be back at all |