Tell Taylor - Down by the old mill stream - текст песни (слова)

My darling I am dreaming of the days gone by,
 When you and I were sweethearts beneath the summer sky;
 Your hair has turned to silver, the gold has faded too;
 But still I will remember where I first met you.
 
 Down by the old mill stream, where I first met you,
 With your eyes of blue, dressed in gingham too,
 It was there I knew that you loved me true,
 You were sixteen, my village queen,
 By the old mill stream.