The Miller of  the Dee.

There was a jolly miller once
Lived on the river Dee;
He worked and sang from morn till night,
No lark as blithe as he.
And this the burden of his song
For ever used to be
"I care for nobody, no, not I,
If nobody cares for me."

I live by my mill, she is to me
Like parent, child and wife;
I would not change my station
For any other life.
No lawyer, sugeon, or doctor,
E're had a groat from me
"I care for nobody, no, not I,
If nobody cares for me."

Thus, like the miller, bold and free,
Let us rejoice and sing;
The days of youth are made for glee,
And time is on the wing.
This song shall pass from me to thee,
Along this jovial ring
Let heart and voice and all agree
To say "Long live the King".