| B. Cain: |
| AUNT DINAH'S QUILTING PARTY (SEEING NELLIE HOME) |
| 1. |
In the sky the bright stars glittered On the bank the pale moon shone And 'twas from aunt Dinah's quilting party I was seeing Nellie home |
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I was seeing Nellie home I was seeing Nellie home And 'twas from aunt Dinah's quilting party I was seeing Nellie home |
| 2. |
On my arm a soft hand rested Rested like as ocean foam And 'twas from aunt Dinah's quilting party I was seeing Nellie home |
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| 3. |
On my lips a whisper trembled Trembled till it dared to come And 'twas from aunt Dinah's quilting party I was seeing Nellie home |
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| 4. |
On my life new hopes were dawning And those hopes have lived and grown And 'twas from aunt Dinah's quilting party I was seeing Nellie home |
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