Little Daughter Nell - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
LITTLE DAUGHTER NELL. Copyright, 1893, by Wm. A. Pond & Co. Words by Edward Harrigan. Music by Dave Braham. 
Oh, should you ever wander down by the riverside, You'll meet me and my father, with Towser by my side; Pop plays the concertina, in Coogan's court we dwell, Poor old blind Paddy Dempsey and his little daughter Nell. 
Chorus. Oh, singing on the avenue and up the alleyways, And all along the riverside, or any place that pays; Sometimes in front of mansions grand, to please the swells and belles, Poor old blind Paddy Dempsey and his little daughter Nell. 
I rise so bright and early to get our breakfast made, Then Pop and I and Towser go out to work our trade; The watchman on the corner says: "Pat, I hope you're well; The lord be good to you, my friend, and little daughter Nell." - Chorus. 
Oh, I am never tired while father plays away The sentimental ballads; 'tis simple songs that pay. Oh, how I long to sing them, his sorrow to dispel: Poor old blind Paddy Dempsey and his little daughter Nell.- Chorus. 
A child of sad misfortune, I roam about the town To seek an honest penny to keep the hunger down. While singing for the people I'm not ashamed to tell 'Tis for my poor old blind Pop and his little daughter Nell.-Chorus. 
Oh, how I love the sunshine poor father never sees; In public parks, while resting, we sit beneath the trees; The sparrows and the blue birds they seem to know us well. They love blind Paddy Dempsey and his little daughter Nell.-Chorus.