At the east end of town at the foot of a hill
There’s a chimney so tall that says “Aragon Mill”
But there’s no smoke at all comin’ out of the stack
The mill has pulled out and it ain’t comin’ back
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And the only tune I hear is the sound of the wind
As it blows through the town, weave and spin, weave and spin.
Now I’m too old to change And I’m too young to die
And there’s no place to go for my old man and I.
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There’s no children at all In the narrow, empty streets
Now the looms have all gone, it’s so quiet I can’t sleep.
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Now the mill has shut down it’s the only life I know
Tell me where will I go? Tell me where will I go?
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