Whistle, Maggie
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
(No, no, no.)
I'd like to hear ya whistle!
(No, no, no.)
It's very simple, ya do it like this
Pucker your lips just like in a kiss.
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
(No, no, no.)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a cow.
(Alas, I cannot whistle.
You know I don't know how!)
A Jersey, Hereford, or Holstein
Guernsey, Angus, or Aberdeen!
(I would if I could, but you know I can't.
Do ya no good to rave and rant!)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a cow!
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a horse!
(Alas, I cannot whistle
Though it fills me with remorse!)
A brown or a dun or a dapple-grey
A saddle and bridle and plenty of hay.
(I would if I could, but you know I can't.
Do ya no good to rave and rant!)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a horse!
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
I'll give ya silver and gold!
(Whistling is for children
And alas, I am too old.)
Diamonds, and rubies, and strings of pearls.
You'll be the envy of all the girls!
(I would if I could, but you know I can't.
Do ya no good to rave and rant!)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
I'll give ya silver and gold!
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a man.
(Maggie finally whistles sounds)
(I just found out I can!)
(No, no, no.)
I'd like to hear ya whistle!
(No, no, no.)
It's very simple, ya do it like this
Pucker your lips just like in a kiss.
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
(No, no, no.)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a cow.
(Alas, I cannot whistle.
You know I don't know how!)
A Jersey, Hereford, or Holstein
Guernsey, Angus, or Aberdeen!
(I would if I could, but you know I can't.
Do ya no good to rave and rant!)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a cow!
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a horse!
(Alas, I cannot whistle
Though it fills me with remorse!)
A brown or a dun or a dapple-grey
A saddle and bridle and plenty of hay.
(I would if I could, but you know I can't.
Do ya no good to rave and rant!)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a horse!
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
I'll give ya silver and gold!
(Whistling is for children
And alas, I am too old.)
Diamonds, and rubies, and strings of pearls.
You'll be the envy of all the girls!
(I would if I could, but you know I can't.
Do ya no good to rave and rant!)
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
I'll give ya silver and gold!
Whistle, Maggie, whistle.
And you shall have a man.
(Maggie finally whistles sounds)
(I just found out I can!)
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Writer(s): Randy Sparks
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