* Straw into gold, straw into gold

Such miracles we see don't happen every day

Straw into gold, straw into gold

Impossible, it seems, beyond your wildest dreams

But Rumpelstiltskin's spinning,

Weavng strands of shimmering gold

Soon has everyone believing the stories they've been told

** Straw into gold, straw into gold

Amazing as it sounds

A king could wear a crown made from straw

Gathered from the ground...

He loves the miller's daughter

He wanted her as his wife

He married her & cares for her

So she'll live happily all her life

He loves the miller's daughter

No lovelier girl he'd seen

She won his heart right from the start

And he wanted her for his queen

She truly proved her word

And royalty through & through

He moved heaven & earth to have her

Wouldn't you?

He loves the miller's daughter

He wanted her as his wife

He married her & cared for her

And she lived happily all her life

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Performed by Chorus

Lyrics & Music by Jules Irving & Max Robert