American Old Time Song Lyrics: 32 Maggies Secret

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 32

MAGGIE'S SECRET.

Oh! many a time I am sad at heart.
And I haven't a word to say;
And I keep from the lads and lasses apart,
In the meadows a making hay.
But Willie will bring me the first wild-rose.
In my new sun bonnet to wear;
And Robin will wait at the keeper's gate,
For he follows me everywhere
But I tell them they needn't come wooing to me.
For my heart-my heart is over the sea.

Two Summers ago, when a brave ship sailed
Far away to the golden West,
Oh! nobody knew that my heart went, too,
For the secret I ne'er confessed.
A mother took leave of her boy that day,
I could hear her sob and cry.
As I followed her back to her dreary home.
But never a word said I -
But you see that they needn't come wooing to me.
For my heart-my heart is over the sea.

I eat by his mother, one midsummer day.
And she looked me through and through.
As she spoke of her lad who was far away,
For she guessed that I loved him, too;
She turned to me fondly, and whispered low:
I was worthy her sailor boy.
My foolish tears they began to flow.
Though my heart heat high with joy-
So, you see that they needn't come wooing to me,
For my heart-my heart is over the sea.