Burl Ives
I Was Seeing Nellie Home
In the sky, in the sky, in the sky, in the sky
In the sky of the bright stars glittered
On the bank the pale moon shone
And ’twas from Aunt Dinah’s quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home
In here eyes, I saw reflected
All the dreams I'd ever known
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, on my arm, on my arm, on my arm
On my arm, her soft hand rested
Rested light as ocean foam
And ’twas from Aunt Dinah’s quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home
In my heart, I felt a rapture
That I have never since have known
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
I was seeing Nellie home
I was seeing Nellie home
And ’twas from Aunt Dinah’s quilting party
I was seeing Nellie home