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Maggie Walker 

 

My parents raised me tenderly 

As they had no child but me. 

But my mind was bent on roaming, 

With them I couldn't agree. 

There was a wealthy farmer 

Who lived very close by. 

And he had a handsome daughter 

At whom I cast an eye. 

She was soslim and slender, 

So handsome and so fair, 

There never was a girl in this round world 

To whom I could compare. 

 

I asked her if it make any difference 

If I crossed over the plains. 

She said it make no difference 

If I'd return again. 

Then we shook hands and parted, 

And I left that girl behind. 

 

Then I became a roamer. 

Strange faces oft to see. 

Till I met Miss Maggie Walker 

Who fell in love with me. 

Said "If you'll consent ot marry me 

And say you'll roam no more, 

YOur pockets shall be lined with silver 

And labor you'll give o'er." 

 

"No , Maggie, I can't marry you. 

For I should be to blame; 

For all of my connection 

Would look on me with shame. 

For I loved a girl in Tennessee 

And she's engaged to me." 

 

O, when I left Missouri 

For the Salt Lake I was bound. 

I got to Salt Lake City. 

And viewed the city all around. 

Labor and money were plenty, 

And the girls to me proved kind, 

But the only object of my heart was the girl I'd left behind. 

 

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While roving around one evening 

Down at the public square, 

The mail coach being arriven, 

I met the driver there. 

He handest me a letter 

Which gave me to understand 

That the girl I loved in Tennessee 

Had married another man. 

 

I read on down a little further 

Till I found that this was true, 

I turned all around and about there, 

And didn't know what to do. 

My horses I'll turn over, 

Your company I'll resign, 

And I'll rove around from town to town 

For the girl I left behind.