n days gone by, when the world was much younger<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Men harnessed the wind to work for mankind<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Seamen built tall ships to sail on the ocean<\/p>\n\n\n\n
While landsmen built wheels the corn for to grind<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n And around and around and around went the big sail<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheel<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Creaking and Groaning , the millstones kept turning<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Grinding to flour the good corn from the field <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n In Flanders and Spain and the lowlands of Holland<\/p>\n\n\n\n And the kingdoms of England Scotland and Wales<\/p>\n\n\n\n Windmills sprang up all along the wild coastline<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ships of the land and their high canvas sails <\/p>\n\n\n\n In Lancashire, lads work hard at the good earth<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ploughing and sowing as the seasons declare<\/p>\n\n\n\n Waiting to reap all the rich, golden harvest<\/p>\n\n\n\n While the miller is idle, his mill to repair<\/p>\n\n\n\n Windmills of wood all blackened by weather<\/p>\n\n\n\n Windmills of stone, glaring white in the sun<\/p>\n\n\n\n Windmills like giants all ready for tilting<\/p>\n\n\n\n Windmills that died in the gales and the sun.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" n days gone by, when the world was much younger Men harnessed the wind to work for mankind Seamen built tall ships to sail on the ocean While landsmen built wheels the corn for to grind Chorus And around and around and around went the big sail Turning the shaft and the great wooden wheel … <\/p>\n