The Old Man at the Mill

Same old man working at the mill,
The mill turns around of its own free will,
Hand in the hopper and the other in the sack,
Ladies, step forward, and the gents fall back.

 

Up, said the raven, as she flew,
If I were a young man, I'd have two;
One for to fetch and the other for to sow,
And I'd have a little string for my bow bow bow.


Down, said the owl -- her head all white,
A lonesome day and a lonesome night,
I thought I heard a pretty girl say,
Court all night and sleep the next day.

 

Out in the marsh the heron strides.

Get up early 'fore the sun she rides.

Morning in the barnyards, fields in the noon, 

fiddle in the evening by the light of the moon.  

My old man is from Kalamazoo,
He don't wear no "yes I do",
First to the left and then to the right,
This old mill grinds day and night.

 

Third verse ©2000, Bruce Ling

Recorded in March, 2002. Bruce Ling: mandolin and lead vocal. Nick Kroes: the other stuff

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