A miller's daughter lived beside a mill,
She sat and sobbed and even cried until
A youth came by resolved to try his wiles.
Came by resolved to try his wiles.
She sat and sobbed and even cried until
A youth came by resolved to try his wiles.
Came by resolved to try his wiles.
He found that maiden hard to understand,
Till one fine day he thought he'd won her hand,
But wretched soul he'd miss'd his goal by miles.
Poor soul he'd miss'd his goal by miles.
She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Still and deep ran the water,
But she was deeper still.
And lived beside a mill;
Still and deep ran the water,
But she was deeper still.
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