Then there is the version from Butte, Montana. I learned it from Mrs. Hugo Kenck of Butte

I wandered today to the hill Maggie,
To get me a rustling card,
I got both the card and the job Maggie,
But the job it was too damned hard.

The tunnel was filled with gas Maggie,
And the stope it was fitchery as well,
The rock come'a tumbling down on me Maggie,
And the shifter was crazier than hell.

There once was a time in Butte, Maggie,
When you could take 5 and hold your job,
But now it's put the rock in the box Maggie,
And then put the waste in the gob.

Oh, my brown hair is turning to green Maggie,
From the water that seeps from the back,
I'm the homeliest mug in the town Maggie,
And you'll soon want your maiden name back.

Mark Ross