NELLY WAS A LADY.
Down on the Mississippi floating,
Long time I travelled on the way,
All night the cotton-wood a toating,
Sing for my true love all the day.
Nelly was a lady,
Last night she died;
Toll the bell for lovely Nell,
My dark Virginny bride.
Now I'm unhappy, and I'm weeping,
Can't toat the cotton any more;
Last night while Nelly was a-sleeping,
Death came a-knocking at the door.-Chorus.
When I saw my Nelly in the morning
Smile till she open up her eyes,
Seem'd like the light of day a-dawning.
Just before the sun begins to rise.-Chorus.
Close by the margin of the water,
Where the lone weeping-willow grows,
There lived Virginny's lovely daughter,
There she in death may find repose.-Chorus.
Down in the meadow among the clover,
Walk with my Nelly by my side;
Now all those happy days are over-
Farewell, my dark Virginny bride!-Chorus.