| Same old man workin' at the mill
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| Mill turns around of its own free will
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| With a hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
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| Ladies step forward and the gents fall back.
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| 'Down' - said the owl, with his head all white
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| 'Lonesome day and a lonesome night'
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| 'Thought I heard some pretty girl say'
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| 'Work all night and sleep next day'.
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| Same old man workin' at the mill
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| Mill turns around of its own free will
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| Hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
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| Ladies step forward and the gents fall back.
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| 'My' - said raven as she flew
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| 'If I was a young man, I’d have two'
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| 'If one got saucy and wanted to fool,'
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| 'I'd have a little string for my bow, bow, bow.'
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| Same old man workin' at the mill
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| Mill turns around of its own free will
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| Hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
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| Ladies step forward and the gents fall back.
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| My old man’s from Kalamazoo
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| He don’t wear no 'yes I do'
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| First to the left and then to the right
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| This old mill grinds day and night.
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| Same old man workin' at the mill
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| Mill turns around of its own free will
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| Hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
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| Ladies step forward and the gents fall back. |