The Old Mill-wheel - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE OLD MILL-WHEEL. Copyright, 1887, by T. B. Harms œ Co. Words and Music by Henry J. Sayers. 
As I wander by the old mill-stream, where we've wandered oft together, Fond mem'ries of the happy past o'er heart and brain will steal; For the lilies are as spotless white as those we used to gather, While the water flows and onward goes to turn the old mill-wheel. 
Refrain. Splash, splash, splash, the wheel is turning; Listen to that old familiar strain; It sings of days long past, days too bright and fair to last. Childhood's summer that will never come again. 
All the friends of our youth are gone, in the village churchyard sleeping, O'er head the birds are singing, and the sun his smiles reveals; Laughing voices from the glad hearts I hear, mine eyes alone are weeping, But my sobs are drowned in the water's sound as it turns the old mill-wheel. 
Refrain. Splash, splash, splash, the wheel is turning; Listen to that old familiar strain; It sings of days long past, days too bright and fair to last, Childhood's summer that will never come again.