Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down At The Mill, artist - Greg Brown. Album song Slant 6 Mind, in the genre Музыка мираDate of issue: 20.10.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Red House
Song language: English
Down At The Mill |
| Down at the mill, down at the mill |
| The mill broke down, it’s broken still |
| I never did find you, and I guess I never will |
| Unless you meet me down at the mill |
| It’s always August, sweat on your neck |
| You do the work but you never see a check |
| Fat Annie waiting for you — man, if looks could kill |
| You never would have woke this morning, down at the mill |
| Young guys on motorcycles, hard eyes, hardons |
| Go chasing through the woods to the muddy yellow pond |
| Their hands are filthy, their souls are dirty |
| They shoot the shit with a 30−30 |
| Down at the mill, down at the mill |
| Grampa spit tobacco at a barrel full of swill |
| There’s a sawdust mountain and a slabwood hill |
| And Jim Beam on the jammer, down at the mill |
| Dammit now I told you, goddammit I said |
| Get that little bastard Frank, smack him on the head |
| I’m on my way to Jesus but I’m moving slow |
| If you think that you can take me, c’mon, let’s go |
| Grease of the engine, whine of the saw |
| The trouble with the customers, they’re all in-laws |
| Don’t even ask them about the way they feel |
| They’re all broke down like the damn old mill |