Belfast mill


At the east end of town, at the foot of the hill
There’s a chimney so tall, it says Belfast mill
But there’s no smoke at all coming out of the stack
For the mill has shut down, and it’s never coming back

And the only tune I hear is the sound of the wind
As she blows through the town, weave and spin, weave and spin

There’s no children playing in the dark narrow streets
For the mill has shut down, it’s so quiet I can’t sleep

The mill has shut down, ’twas the only life I know
Tell me where will I go, tell me where will I go

I’m too old to work and I’m too young to die
Tell me where will I go, my family and I


Recorded by The Fureys and Davey Arthur

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