Phoebe Rees - Molly In the Mill

Standing by her spinning frame
As handsome as I’ve seen
When cotton was a kingdom
She was sure the queen
She was the finest spinner
That lived on the old mill hill
In my dreams I still see Molly
In the mill

In my dreams I still see Molly
And I hear her call my name
She used to keep me spinning
Like bobbins on a frame
She used to leave me breathless
And I’m breathless still
In my dreams I still see Molly
In the mill

We used to work together
Back in those olden times
The dust was like November snow
That blows so soft and fine
She would wind the bobbins
I would skin the quills
In my dreams I still see Molly
In the mill

Now my hair is white as snow
I cannot work no more
Coughing shakes my body
Like a wooden weave room floor
But Molly cannot hear me
She’s sleeping on the hill
In my dreams I still see Molly
In the mill