Nelly Bly! Nellie Bly! Bring de broom along,
We'll sweep de kitchen clean, my dear, and have a little song.
Poke de wood, my lady love, and make de fire burn,
And while I take de banjo down, just give de mush a turn.
Heigh! Nelly Ho! Nelly, listen, love, to me,
I'll sing for you, play for you a dulcem melody.
Oh, Nelly Bly has a voice like a turtle dove,
I hears it in de meadow and I hears it in de grove.
Nelly Bly has a heart warm as cup of tea,
And bigger dan de sweet potato down in Tennessee.
Heigh! Nelly Ho! Nelly, listen, love, to me,
I'll sing for you, play for you a dulcem melody.
Oh Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly! Never, never sigh,
Never bring de tear drop to de corner of your eye.
For de pie is made of pumpkins and de mush is made of corn,
And der's corn and pumpkins plenty, love, a-lying in de barn.
Heigh! Nelly Ho! Nelly, listen, love, to me,
I'll sing for you, play for you a dulcem melody.
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