Stevie Taite - Our Auntie Maggie lyrics

Our Auntie Maggie used to sit In winters evening she would knit No sooner was one garment done She'd go and start another one Selected from her knitting kit She'd always have a candle lit The gentle light it did emit Was how it was when she was young Our Auntie Maggie Our Uncle Dave worked down the pit He'd come home late covered in sh** There'd always be a warm bath run Poor sod, he barely saw the Sun She loved him so, the silly git Our Auntie Maggie