Seeing Nellie Home

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.

I was seeing Nellie home;
I was seeing Nellie home.
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.

On my arm a soft hand rested,
Rested light as ocean foam.
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.

I was seeing Nellie home;
I was seeing Nellie home.
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.

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.

I was seeing Nellie home;
I was seeing Nellie home.
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.

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.

I was seeing Nellie home;
I was seeing Nellie home.
And 'twas from Aunt Dinah's quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home.