There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor
Spinning dreams of the long long ago
Spinning dreams of an old fashioned garden
And a maid with her old fashioned beau
Sometimes it seems that I can hear her in the twilight
As the organ softly singing Old Black Joe
There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor
Spinning dreams of the long long ago
Sometimes it seems that I can hear her in the twilight
As the organ softly singing Old Black Joe
There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor
Spinning dreams of the long long ago