American Old Time Song Lyrics: 09 Little Wife Nellie
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 9
LITTLE WIFE NELLIE.
Copyright, 1880, by Will H. Kennedy.
There's a little white cottage half hid by the trees,
Where in Summer the roses they perfume the breeze;
And the song of the nightingale singing its lay,
Fills the woodland with music at close of the day.
A little white face at the window is seen,
Tis my wife's happy smile-of my heart she's the queen;
And I always shall love her wherever I roam,
Little Nellie, the light of my home!
Her eyes are like diamonds, her face is so fair.
And a little pale rose decks her bonnie brown hair;
Oh, I always shall love her wherever I roam,
. Little Nellie, the light of my home!
Ou the floor there's a baby that's just turning three,
And the little voice whispers: "Come, papa, take me;"
Then a soft, silken arm 'round my neck is entwined,
With a kiss from my Nellie, so good and so kind.
I care not for riches while she's by my side,
And I oft bless the day that I made her my bride;
For no matter what trials or sorrow may come,
I shall always love Nellie, my own!- Chorus.