There was a jolly miller once
Lived on the River Dee;
He work'd and sang from morn till night
No lark more blithe than he
And this the burden of his song
Forever used to be;
I care for nobody, no, not I
If nobody cares for me

The reason why he was so blithe
He once did thus unfold;
The bread I eat my hands have earn'd;
I covet no man's gold;
I do not fear next quarter-day;
In debt to none I be
I care for nobody, no, not I
If nobody cares for me

So let us his example take
And be from malice free;
Let every one his neighbour serve
As served he'd like to be
And merrily push the can about
And drink and sing with glee;
If nobody cares a dot for us
Why not a dot care we