Down by the Old Mill Stream



Down by the Old Mill Stream

Down by the old mill stream,
Where I first met you,
With your eyes of blue,
Dressed in gingham too.

It was there I knew,
That you loved me true.
You were sixteen,
My village queen,
Down by the old mill stream.





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