 | The Music of Stephen C. Foster . |  |
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MAGGIE BY MY SIDE.
[1]
The land of my home is flitting,Flitting from my view;
A gale in the sails is sitting,
Toils the merry crew.
Here let my home be,
On the waters wide:
I roam with a proud heart;
Maggie's by my side;
My own love, Maggie dear,
Sitting by my side
Maggie dear, my own love,
Sitting by my side.
[2]
The wind howling o'er the billowFrom the distant lea.
The storm raging 'round my pillow
Brings no care to me.
Roll on ye dark waves,
O'er the troubled tide:
I heed not your anger,
Maggie's by my side;
My own love, Maggie dear.
Sitting by my side,
Maggie dear, my own love,
Sitting by my side.
[3]
Storms can appal me neverWhile her brow is clear:
Fair weather lingers ever
Where her smiles appear.
When sorrow's breakers
'Round my heart shall hide,
Still may I find her
Sitting by my side.
My own love, &c.
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