The jolly miller

There was a jolly Miller once

Lived on the river Dee;

He danced and sang from morn till night,

No lark more blithe than he;

And this the burden of his song

Forever used to be: -

I care for nobody, no not I,

If nobody cares for me.

I love my mill, she is to me

Both parent, child, and wife;

I would not change my station for

Another one in life.

Then push, push, push the bowl, my boys,

And pass it round to me;

The longer we sit here and drink

The merrier we shall be.

Thus like the miller, bold and free,

Let us rejoice and sing.

The days of youth were made for glee

And time is on the wing.

This song shall pass from me to thee

Around this jovial ring;

Let heart and voice and all agree

To sing "Long live the king."