Same Old Man

Same old man workin' at the mill
 Mill turns around of its own free will
 With a hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
 Ladies step forward and the gents fall back.
 'Down' - said the owl, with his head all white
 'Lonesome day and a lonesome night'
 'Thought I heard some pretty girl say'
 'Work all night and sleep next day'.
 Same old man workin' at the mill
 Mill turns around of its own free will
 Hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
 Ladies step forward and the gents fall back.
 'My' - said raven as she flew
 'If I was a young man, I'd have two'
 'If one got saucy and wanted to fool,'
 'I'd have a little string for my bow, bow, bow.'
 Same old man workin' at the mill
 Mill turns around of its own free will
 Hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
 Ladies step forward and the gents fall back.
 My old man's from Kalamazoo
 He don't wear no 'yes I do'
 First to the left and then to the right
 This old mill grinds day and night.
 Same old man workin' at the mill
 Mill turns around of its own free will
 Hand in the hopper and the other in a sack
 Ladies step forward and the gents fall back.