Down By the Old Mill Stream
(source: "Rise Up Singing", Peter Blood and Annie Patterson, 1992.)

Down by the old mill stream

Where I first met you

With your eyes so blue

Dressed in gingham too

It was then I knew

That I loved you true

You were sixteen

My village queen

Down by the old mill stream.

Down by the old, not the new, but the old,

Mill stream, not the river, but the stream,

Where I first, not the second, but the first,

Met you, not me, but you,

With your eyes, not your ears, but your eyes,

So blue, not green, but blue,

Dressed in gingham, not silk, but gingham,

Too, not three, but too,

It was then, not now, but then,

I knew, not know, but knew,

That I loved, not hate, but loved,

You true, not false but true,

You were sixteen, not seventeen, but sixteen,

My village queen, not the king, but the queen,

Down by the old, not the new, but the old,

Mill stream, not the river, but the stream!