The Derbyshire Miller
The miller he caught the maid by the toe
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the toe
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my toe, next to my shoe sole,
Your sole in my territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
The miller he caught the maid by the shin
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the shin
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my shin, next to my shoe heel,
Your heel in my territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
The miller he caught the maid by the knee
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the knee
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my knee, right next to my thigh,
Your thigh in my territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
The miller he caught the maid by the waist
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the waist
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my waist, young miller make haste
And we'll dance in your territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the toe
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my toe, next to my shoe sole,
Your sole in my territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
The miller he caught the maid by the shin
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the shin
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my shin, next to my shoe heel,
Your heel in my territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
The miller he caught the maid by the knee
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the knee
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my knee, right next to my thigh,
Your thigh in my territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
The miller he caught the maid by the waist
What d'ya call this my dearest?
The miller he caught the maid by the waist
What d'ya call this my dearest?
Oh this is my waist, young miller make haste
And we'll dance in your territory
I'm the maid of the mill and the corn grinds well
Credits
Writer(s): Bella Hardy
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