Mrs Reilly's Daughter Nell - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Mrs. Reilly's Daughter Nell. Copyright, 1S96, by Spaulding A Gray. Words and Music by Herbert H. Taylor. 
Tell me who Is that young lady over yonder, With the rounded form and eyes of Irish blue; Over her I couldn't help but stand and ponder When I saw her dance with step so light and true; When the old man turned around to give his answer, Of him I asked, in hopes that he would tell, When be gave a knowing look, said the girl beside the brook Was Mrs. Reilly's little daughter Nell. 
Chorus. There was pretty Katie Ryan, there was charming Nell O'Brien; Maggie Murphy, whom the people know so well; There were girls with pretty faces, dressed in fancy silks and laces, But none like Mrs. Reilly's daughter Nell. 
At the picnic lunch my heart went pit-patter, As I stood quite near the saucy little maid, For she seemed like one who wouldn't dare to flatter, And for the time my words of love were stayed; Still one thing I knew amidst the lively chatter, No lady fine could please me half so well; To myself I softly said, that the girl I'd like to wed Is Mrs. Reilly's little daughter Nell.-Chorus.