Nelly Bly - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
NELLY BLY. 
Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly! bring de broom along; We'll sweep de kitchen clean, my dear, and hab a little song; Poke de wood, my lady lub, and make de fire burn; And while I take de banjo down, just gib de mush a turn. 
Chorus. Heigh! Nelly, ho; Nelly, listen, lub. to me, I'll sing for you, play for you, a dulcem melody. 
Nelly Bly hab a voice like de turtle-dove, I hears it in de meadow and I hears it in de grove; Nelly Bly had a heart warm as cup of tea, And bigger dan de sweet patatoe down in Tennessee. Height Nelly, ho! &c. 
Nelly Bly shuts hereye when she goes to sleep, When she wakens up again her eye-balls gin to peep; De way she walks she lifts her foot, and den she brings it down, And when it lights, der's music dah in dat part ob de town. Heigh! Nelly, ho! &c. 
Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly! nebber nebber, sigh, Nebber bring de tear-drop to de corner ob your eye; For de pie is made ob punkins, and de mush is made ob corn, And dere's corn and punkins plenty, lub. a lyin' in de barn. Heigh! Nelly, ho! &c