In the sky
the bright stars glittered
On the bank
the pale moon shone,
And 't was 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 't was
from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.
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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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I was seeing Nellie home,
I was seeing Nellie home,
And 't was
from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.
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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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I was seeing Nellie home,
I was seeing Nellie home,
And 't was
from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.
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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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I was seeing Nellie home,
I was seeing Nellie home,
And 't was
from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.
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