It was late in the morning of November
She was loading up the wagon in the rain
She said she'd be back in the morning
But she never came through here again
I'd see her in the market
She never had much to spend
These days the market's an old parking lot
And she never came through here again
Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine
Time plays tricks on your memory
It's been a long weekend
She said she'd be back here by Monday
But never came through here again
Some say a saucer landed
And someone took her in
They found her blue seraph here on the ground
And she never came through here again
Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine
I bought a tabloid paper
She was rumored to be in
Was a photo of a woman on a llama
But she never came through here again
And if you should see her
She may be old by then
Tell her that I miss her and you can ask her when
She's ever coming through here again
Maxine, Maxine, Maxine, Maxine
(Okay, that's it)
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