Aragon Mill

Is the sound of the wind
As it blows through the town
Weave and spin, weave and spin

At the east end of town
At the foot of the hill
Stands a chimney so tall
That says "Aragon Mill"
But there's no smoke at all
Coming out of the stack
The mill has shut down and
It ain't a-coming back

Well, I'm too old to work
And I'm too young to die
Tell me, where shall we go, My old gal and I?
There's no children at all in
The narrow empty street
The mill has closed down it's
So quiet I can't sleep
Yes, the mill has shut down it's
The only life I know
Tell me, where will I go, Tell me
Where will I go? And the only tune I hear
Is the sound of the wind
As it blows through the town
Weave and spin, weave and spin