Maggie lives on Second Street Downtown by the river She looks away from everyone she meets They've got no time to give her Because on her shoulder is a scarlet letter And nobody told her she could do better
I've got no stone to throw No axe to grind I look at Maggie's life And I see mine I see somebody searchin' for somethin' A little love and understanding And the longer I know the Lord The more I know I've got no stone to throw
Maggie wears a cross of gold But she don't know why She says she tried religion once But it made her cry She's been to hell and back so many times And she's done anything to survive
Maggie lives in every town And people talk about her 'Cause it's easier to put her down Than to care about her But she has a Savior; He is her Judge Oh, Maggie, you deserve to be loved
