Our Musical Home - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
OUR MUSICAL HOME. Copyright, 1893, by Spaulding & Gray Words and Music by Win J. Hardman. 
Music, sweet music's a language that nations can all understand; Oh, how It cheers the poor wand'rer when far from his dear native land; You may drop in any evening, for sisters or I seldom roam, And hear a selection from our grand collection, in our musical home. 
Refrain. Jennie can play you a solo, without any note being false; Katie can play a mazurka, and Nellie a classical waltz; Love Songs and songs that are warbled as far as the ships sail the foam-In fact, we have everything that you can play or sing in our musical home. 
Mother sits rocking and smiling, as happy as happy can be; Father is proud of his daughters, at least, that's been whispered to me; All the young men we have captured, they gather, like bees 'round the comb, At our new piano, and sweetly they sing O, in our musical home.-Refrain.