How many years, sir
I've been right here, sir
I've been a miller day by day
The wheels turn & grind
They mill away the time
Til I am old & cold & gray

The days roll past me
They seem to ask me
If my last cards have all been played
I watch the turning gears
The days turn into years
There ain’t no answer I can say

Now folks they told me
The mill is closing
& I must leave my town, my mill
The wheels won’t turn no more
& I won’t earn no more
They broke my back, they broke my will

Fun glik fartribn
Bin ikh geblibn
On vayb, on kind, ot do aleyn
Di reder dreyn zikh
Di yorn geyn zikh
Un еlnt bin ikh vi a shteyn
Ain’t got no home now
I’m on my own now
I am too old to start again
I was a miller hеre
I cry a miller’s tears
I come like dust & go like wind