When You And I Were Young, Maggie Chords by Tom Roush
Tempo:
89.95 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
E
G
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [D] [G]
[D] [A] [D] [A]
I [D] wander today to [G] the hill, Maggie, [D] to watch the scene [A] below.
[D] The creek and the creaking [G] old mill, Maggie, [D] has weased [A] too long [D] ago.
The [G] green grove is gone from [D] the hill, Maggie, [A] where first [E] the [A] daisies sprung.
[D] The creaking old mill is [G] now still, Maggie, [D] since you [A] and I [D] were young.
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young.
[G] [D] [G]
[D] [A] [D] [A]
[D] A city so silent [G] and lone, Maggie, where [D] the young and the gay and [A] the best
[D] in polished white mansions [G] of stone, Maggie, [D] have each [A] found a place [D] of rest.
[G] It's built where the birds used [D] to play, Maggie, [A] and join in [E] the songs that [A] were sung.
For [D] we sang as gay [G] as they, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young.
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young.
[G]
[D] [A] [D] [B]
[E] They say that I'm feeble [A] with age, Maggie, [E] my steps are less sprightly [B] than then.
[E] My face is a well-written [A] page, Maggie, [E] but time [B] alone was [E] the pen.
They [A] say we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, [B] as spraised by [F#] the white [B] breaker's swan.
But [E] to me you're as fair as [A] you were, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young.
[A] And now we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, in [B] the trials [F#] of life nearly [B] done.
Let [E] us sing of the days that [A] are gone, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young.
When you [B] and I were [E] young.
[N]
[D] [A] [D] [A]
I [D] wander today to [G] the hill, Maggie, [D] to watch the scene [A] below.
[D] The creek and the creaking [G] old mill, Maggie, [D] has weased [A] too long [D] ago.
The [G] green grove is gone from [D] the hill, Maggie, [A] where first [E] the [A] daisies sprung.
[D] The creaking old mill is [G] now still, Maggie, [D] since you [A] and I [D] were young.
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young.
[G] [D] [G]
[D] [A] [D] [A]
[D] A city so silent [G] and lone, Maggie, where [D] the young and the gay and [A] the best
[D] in polished white mansions [G] of stone, Maggie, [D] have each [A] found a place [D] of rest.
[G] It's built where the birds used [D] to play, Maggie, [A] and join in [E] the songs that [A] were sung.
For [D] we sang as gay [G] as they, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young.
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young.
[G]
[D] [A] [D] [B]
[E] They say that I'm feeble [A] with age, Maggie, [E] my steps are less sprightly [B] than then.
[E] My face is a well-written [A] page, Maggie, [E] but time [B] alone was [E] the pen.
They [A] say we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, [B] as spraised by [F#] the white [B] breaker's swan.
But [E] to me you're as fair as [A] you were, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young.
[A] And now we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, in [B] the trials [F#] of life nearly [B] done.
Let [E] us sing of the days that [A] are gone, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young.
When you [B] and I were [E] young.
[N]
Key:
D
A
E
G
B
D
A
E
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A]
I [D] wander today to [G] the hill, Maggie, [D] to watch the scene [A] below. _
[D] The creek and the creaking [G] old mill, Maggie, [D] has weased [A] too long [D] ago. _
The [G] green grove is gone from [D] the hill, Maggie, [A] where first [E] the [A] daisies sprung.
[D] The creaking old mill is [G] now still, Maggie, [D] since you [A] and I [D] were young. _
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young. _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
[D] A city so silent [G] and lone, Maggie, where [D] the young and the gay and [A] the best
[D] in polished white mansions [G] of stone, Maggie, [D] have each [A] found a place [D] of rest. _
[G] It's built where the birds used [D] to play, Maggie, [A] and join in [E] the songs that [A] were sung.
For [D] we sang as gay [G] as they, _ Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young. _
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young. _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [B] _
[E] They say that I'm feeble [A] with age, Maggie, [E] my steps are less sprightly [B] than then. _
[E] My face is a well-written [A] page, Maggie, [E] but time [B] alone was [E] the pen. _
They [A] say we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, [B] as spraised by [F#] the white [B] breaker's swan.
But [E] to me you're as fair as [A] you were, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young. _
[A] And now we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, in [B] the trials [F#] of life nearly [B] done.
Let [E] us sing of the days that [A] are gone, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young. _
When you [B] and I were [E] young. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A]
I [D] wander today to [G] the hill, Maggie, [D] to watch the scene [A] below. _
[D] The creek and the creaking [G] old mill, Maggie, [D] has weased [A] too long [D] ago. _
The [G] green grove is gone from [D] the hill, Maggie, [A] where first [E] the [A] daisies sprung.
[D] The creaking old mill is [G] now still, Maggie, [D] since you [A] and I [D] were young. _
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young. _
[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
[D] A city so silent [G] and lone, Maggie, where [D] the young and the gay and [A] the best
[D] in polished white mansions [G] of stone, Maggie, [D] have each [A] found a place [D] of rest. _
[G] It's built where the birds used [D] to play, Maggie, [A] and join in [E] the songs that [A] were sung.
For [D] we sang as gay [G] as they, _ Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young. _
[G] And now we are aged [D] and grey, Maggie, in [A] the trials [E] of life [A] nearly done.
Let [D] us sing of the days that [G] are gone, Maggie, [D] when you [A] and I were [D] young. _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [B] _
[E] They say that I'm feeble [A] with age, Maggie, [E] my steps are less sprightly [B] than then. _
[E] My face is a well-written [A] page, Maggie, [E] but time [B] alone was [E] the pen. _
They [A] say we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, [B] as spraised by [F#] the white [B] breaker's swan.
But [E] to me you're as fair as [A] you were, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young. _
[A] And now we are aged [E] and grey, Maggie, in [B] the trials [F#] of life nearly [B] done.
Let [E] us sing of the days that [A] are gone, Maggie, [E] when you [B] and I were [E] young. _
When you [B] and I were [E] young. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _