[Verse 1]
D A G D
In days gone by, when the world was much younger
D A G D
Men harnessed the wind to work for mankind
D A G D
Seamen built tall ships to sail on the ocean
D A G D
While landsmen built wheels the corn for to grind
[Instrumental]
D G D D A G D
[Refrain]
D A G D
And around and around and around went the big sail
D A G D
Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheel
D A G D
Creaking and groaning, the millstones kept turning
D A G D
Grinding to flour the good corn from the field
[Verse 2]
D A G D
In Flanders and Spain and the lowlands of Holland
D A G D
And the kingdoms of England and Scotland and Wales
D A G D
Windmills sprang up all along the wild coastline
D A G D
Ships of the land with their high canvas sails
[Refrain]
D A G D
And around and around and around went the big sail
D A G D
Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheel
D A G D
Creaking and groaning, the millstones kept turning
D A G D
Grinding to flour the good corn from the field
[Verse 3]
D A G D
In Lancashire, lads work hard at the good earth
D A G D
Ploughing and sowing as the seasons declare
D A G D
Waiting to reap all the rich, golden harvest
D A G D
While the miller is idle, his mill to repair
[Refrain]
D A G D
And around and around and around went the big sail
D A G D
Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheel
D A G D
Creaking and groaning, the millstones kept turning
D A G D
Grinding to flour the good corn from the field
[Verse 4]
D A G D
Windmills of wood all blackened by weather
D A G D
Windmills of stone, glaring white in the sun
D A G D
Windmills like giants all ready for tilting
D A G D
Windmills that died in the gales and the sun
[Refrain]
D A G D
And around and around and around went the big sail
D A G D
Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheel
D A G D
Creaking and groaning, the millstones kept turning
D A G D
Grinding to flour the good corn from the field