See the gray stone flash against the sun.
Watch the river run down Maitland valley.
Hear the miller's daughter in the glen.
She'll be coming ‘round again.

She goes walking in a garden there-
lilac in her hair and red oleander.
I can see her through the virgin pine.
Does she know that I'm in love?

Here I go around the cobbled lane.
Mill wheel roll
I'm coming home again.

See the gray stone flash against the sun.
Watch the river run
Down Maitland valley.
Hear the miller's daughter in the glen.
She'll be coming ‘round again.
She'll be coming ‘round again.