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