Little Maggie Chords
Little Maggie by Ralph Stanley is a moderately challenging guitar song played in the key of B. It uses the chords B, D, Am2, G and E7. Use the transpose and diagram tools on this page to change the key, see each shape, or simplify the chords.
(sounding key B minor)
Repeat the following figure for all the lines. Harmonically the "thing" in the third bar is some kind of D and some kind of C.
Am2 G E7
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|-0h2-2-2-2-2-0h2-2-2-2-2-0h2-2-2-|-0---------1--------------------
|-0h2-2-2-2-2-0h2-2-2-2-2-0h2-2-2-|-0---------0--------------------
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Am2 "D" "C" Am2
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|-0---0-0-0-0-0-------------------|-0-------------------------------
|-0h2-2-2-2-2-2--/7-5-------------|-2-------------------------------
|-0h2-2-2-2-2-2--/7-5-------------|-2-------------------------------
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Oh, where is little Maggie
Over yonder she stands,
Rifle on her shoulder,
Six-shooter in her hand.
How can I ever stand it,
Just to see them two blue eyes,
Shinin' like some diamonds,
Like some diamonds in the sky.
Rather be in some lonely hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine,
Than to see you be another man's darling,
And to know that you'll never be mine.
Well, it's march me away to the station
With my suitcase in my hand,
Yes, march me away to the station,
I'm off to some far-distant land.
Sometimes I have a nickel,
And sometimes I have a dime,
Sometimes I have ten dollars,
Just to pay for little Maggie's wine.
Pretty flowers are made for blooming,
Pretty stars are made to shine,
Pretty girls are made for boy's love,
Little Maggie was made for mine.
Well, yonder stands little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hand,
She's a drinkin' down her troubles
Over courtin' some other man.