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No. 12 - Song - Hilda and Chorus - "The Miller's Daughter"

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Hilda: A miller's daughter lived beside a mill,
She sat and sobbed and even cried until
A youth came by resolved to try his wiles.
Chorus: Came by resolved to try his wiles.
Hilda: He found that maiden hard to understand,
Till one fine day he thought he'd won her hand,
But wretched soul he'd miss'd his goal by miles.
Chorus: Poor soul he'd miss'd his goal by miles.
Hilda: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Still and deep ran the water,
But she was deeper still.
Chorus: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Still and deep ran the water,
But she was deeper still.
   
Hilda: Now when he most politely said "good-day,"
His hat he lifted from his head this way,
And then, you know, he bowed quite low to her.
Chorus: And then he bowed quite low to her.
Hilda: "Perhaps you'll take a little walk," said he,
"Some ladies say they love to talk with me,"
She merely sigh'd, and just replied "Oh, sir!"
Chorus: But sigh'd, and just replied "Oh, sir!"
Hilda: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Cold was the touch of the water,
But she was colder still.
Chorus: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Cold was the touch of the water,
But she was colder still.
   
Hilda: He thought of such nice things to her to say,
He tried "Has this not been a perfect day?"
But this fell flat, she'd heard all that. (So sly!)
Chorus: Fell flat, she'd heard all that. (So sly!)
Hilda: He coyly asked her if a dance she liked,
Or if that by the merest chance she biked,
She shook her head and blandly said, "Oh, my!"
Chorus: She shook her head and said, "Oh, my!"
Hilda: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Fast now and then ran the water,
But she was faster still.
Chorus: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Fast now and then ran the water,
But she was faster still.
   
Hilda: At last one day she caused his eye to wake,
He said one risqué word quite by mistake.
I'm shock'd to say she cried "Hurrah!" "Sublime!"
Chorus: To say she cried "Hurrah!" "Sublime!"
Hilda: He then proposed to interject one kiss—
"Of course," she said, "I've been expecting this.
Don't you feel small at wasting all this time!"
Chorus: Feel small at wasting all this time!
Hilda: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Blue was the tone of the water,
But she was deeper still.
Chorus: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Blue was the tone of the water,
But she was deeper still.
   
Hilda: Now when he'd fairly broken through the ice,
He really thought the maiden rather nice;
In fact, he took and fondly shook her hand.
Chorus: He took and fondly shook her hand.
Hilda: He held that hand from half-past-ten till three,
"I fear I must go home, dear," then said he.
She murmur'd, "Oh! please don't leave go, it's grand!"
Chorus: She murmur'd, "Don't leave go, it's grand!"
Hilda: She was the miller's daughter,
And lived beside the mill;
Though there were "flies" on the water,
Yet she was "flyer" still.
Chorus: She was a miller's daughter,
And lived beside a mill;
Though there were "flies" on the water,
Yet she was "flyer" still.

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