Lyrics Springfield Mill - Seals & Crofts
An
ocean
without
water,
a
winter
without
snow,
A
day
in
the
summertime
with
no
where
to
go.
Nothin'
much
is
dawning,
just
a
tiny
glow.
Up
ahead
sweet
river
home,
the
only
one
I
know.
Shade
trees
on
the
north
side,
green
grass
on
the
hill.
Sun
shines
down
on
my
front
porch,
here
at
Springfield
Mill.
Livin'
in
the
city,
never
knowing
people,
really
alone.
Night
life
had
me
going
so,
I
couldn't
stay,
I
had
to
go
home.
Kid's
out
in
the
meadow.
Clothes
out
on
the
line.
My
woman's
in
the
kitchen,
says,
"It's
gettin'
'bout
suppertime."
It's
been
right
nice
a-talkin',
come
back
and
sit
a
spell.
But
don't
ask
me
to
leave
my
home
again.
I'believe
I'd
rather
go
to
Hell!
Springfield
Mill.
Springfield
Mill.
Springfield
Mill.
Springfield
Mill.
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