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