Roger Miller - Colonel Maggie Lyrics
Colonel maggie is my friendShe got my self respect right back for meColonel maggie is my friendWith good old motherly sweet sympathyFlat down on the street with a bottle at my feetGutter life and wine was all I cravedThen she came up to me from the salvation armyShe thought that I was good enough to saveColonel maggie is my friendShe tried to put some pride back into meColonel maggie is my friendWith good old motherly sweet sympathyShe helped me to my feet and she got me off the streetI was far too sick to look ashamedSome soup and hot tea and a blanket over meAnd when we talked she called me by my nameColonel maggie is my friendShe tried to put some pride back into meColonel maggie is my friendWith good old motherly sweet sympathyWell that was years ago, now I dont drink no moreAnd rest her soul old maggies dead and goneAnd when my will-powers weak, I walk back to that streetAnd colonel maggie seems to walk alongColonel maggie is my friendShe tried to put some pride back into meColonel maggie is my friendWith good old motherly sweet sympathy
