The Old Spinning Wheel (Live)

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 At 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 At the organ, softly singing "Old black Joe" There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor Spinning dreams of the long, long ago