John Denver – Down By The Old Mill Stream lyrics

Down by the old (not the new but the old)
mill stream (not the river but the stream),
where I first (not the last but the first)
met you. (Not me but you)
with your eyes (not your nose, but your eyes)
of blue (not red, but blue).
dressed in gingham (not satin but gingham)
too (not one but two).

It was there (not here, but there)
I knew (not I thought, but I knew),
That you loved (not hated, but loved)
me true. (Not false but true).

You were sixteen (not seventeen, but sixteen),
my village queen! (not king, but queen),
by the old mill stream (not the river, but the stream)--
old mill stream (not the river, but the stream).