Standard (EADGBE)
The bells from the church tell me nothing has changed
As I pass by these familiar walls
Reassured by these feelings a warmth fills my heart
and the memories flood back as the town gently calls
Welcome our son who returns from afar
with a purse full of gold and the same old guitar
that once courted a girl as she counted the stars
on a bridge by the mill on the brue
I smile as I see old lane house by my side
from the hillside old linley looks down
I look at this place that I still call my home
knowing she still resides in this sleepy old town
in reply to enquiry I hope and I pray
that I ll not be forgotten and someone will say
that she still thinks of me in the fondest of ways
my girl from the mill on the brue
for I heard from a friend its ten years to the day
since she wed a lad from down Glastonbury way
so I wish the both joy though my heart true will stay
to my love from the mill on the brue
it s been fifteen long years since I last walked these streets
and I fear therell pass fifteen anew
until I return to my sweet Briton town
and my love from the mill on the brue