The Miller’s Song

Ploughman Ploughman
Plough me a field
Turn me an acre of land
Ploughman Ploughman
Harrow the ground
Drill in the seed and roll it down
For the year will turn
And the spring come round
And the seed will grow

Shine the sun and rain the rain
Fall the shivery snow
Frost and hail and wind again
As the year will go

Farmer farmer
The field is ripe
Tall and straight they stand
Farmer farmer
It's time to reap
Time to combine the corn to keep
The straw will blow and the chaff will leap
And the grain will flow

Shine the sun and rain the rain
Fall the shivery snow
Fog and sleet and hail again
As the year will go

Miller miller
Take up grain
Pour it out like sand
Miller miller
Open the rill
To turn the wheel and work the mill
To grind the grain to flour and fill
The sacks below

Shine the sun and rain the rain
Fall the shivery snow
Hail and wind and sleet again
As the year will go

Baker baker
The flour is here
Soft and fine and bland
Baker baker
Get out of bed
Put that silly old hat on your head
Bake me a loaf of golden bread
And then I'll go

Shine the sun and rain the rain
Fall the shivery snow
Soon the sun will shine again
As the year will go