D A G D In days gone by when the world was much youngerD A G D Men harnessed the wind to work for mankindD A G D Seamen built tall ships to sail on the oceanD A G D Landsmen built wheels the corn for to grind [Chorus]D A G D Around and around and around went the big sailsD A G D Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheelsD A G D Creaking and goaning the millstones kept turningD A G D Grinding to flour the good corn from the fields [Verse 2]D A G D In Flanders and Spain and the lowlands of HollandD A G D And the kingdoms of England and scotland and WalesD A G D Windmills grew up all along the wild coastlineD A G D Ships of the land with their high canvas sails[Chorus]D A G D Around and around and around went the big sailsD A G D Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheelsD A G D Creaking and goaning the millstones kept turningD A G D Grinding to flour the good corn from the fields [Verse 3]D A G D In Lancashire lads work hard with the good earthD A G D Ploughing and sowing the seasons declareD A G D Waiting to reap of the rich, golden harvestD A G D While the miller is idle his mill to repair [Chorus]D A G D Around and around and around went the big sailsD A G D Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheelsD A G D Creaking and goaning the millstones kept turningD A G D Grinding to flour the good corn from the fields [Verse 4]D A G D Windmills of old wood all blackened by weatherD A G D Windmills of stone glaring white in the sunD A G D Windmills like giants all ready for tiltingD A G D Windmills that died in the gales and are gone [Chorus]D A G D Around and around and around went the big sailsD A G D Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheelsD A G D Creaking and goaning the millstones kept turningD A G D Grinding to flour the good corn from the fields
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