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Century Edition
Charming Songs by Favorite Authors

Series III (other songs in series)

Spring Song. F, Medium.Mendelssohn. 50
Stella. C, Medium.Von Suppe. 40
Little Boy Blue. F, Medium. King. 50
The Throstle. G, High: F, Medium. McGlennon. 75
Rosary. A flat, Medium. King. 50
Good Night. D flat, Low. Brown. 50
Sad, Sweet End of Day. E flat, Medium. Keiser. 50
Unless. B flat, Medium. Caracciolo. 40
Good Bye. E flat, Medium. King. 40
Time and Tide. A flat, Medium. Rodney.50
The Gipsy"s Warning. C, Medium. Coard. 50
Sweet Spirit, Hear My Prayer. Wallace. 50
When I Saw Sweet Nellie Home. Fletcher. 40
Sweet Genevieve. Tucker. 40
When You and I Were Young, Maggie..Butterfield. 40
Lullaby (Vocal). Godard. 40
The Harp That Once Thro' Tara's Hall. Moore. 30
In the Gloaming. Harrison. 30
The Village Blacksmith. Weiss. 50
Rose Marie, (Rock of Ages). Molloy. 40.
Looking Back. Sullivan. 50

Century Music Publishing Company, 1178 Broadway and 17 West 28th Street, New York.
The R.S. Williams & Sons Co., Limited. Toronto, Sole Agents for Canada

Copyright 1908 by Century Music Publishing Co.

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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 ago,
The green grove is gone from the hill, Maggie,
Where first the daisies sprung;
The creaking old mill is still, Maggie,
Since you and I were young.

And now we are aged and gray, Maggie,
And the trials of life nearly done;
Let us sing of the days that are gone, Maggie,
When you and I were young.
Let us sing,

A city so silent and lone, Maggie,
Where the young and the gay and the best,
In polished white mansions of stone, Maggie,
Have each found a place of rest,
Is built were the birds used to play, Maggie,
And join in the songs that were sung:
For we sang as gay as they. Maggie,
When you and I were young.


They say I am feeble with age, Maggie
My steps are less sprightly than then,
My face is a well-written page, Maggie,
But time alone was the pen.
They say we are aged and gray, Maggie,
As sprays by the white breakers flung;
But to me you’re as fair as you were, Maggie
When you and I were young.




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