(verse)

Covered With Dust And Forgotten,

Like The Face Upon The Wall.

The One Souvenir Of The Days Gone By,

I Treasure Most Of All:



(refrain)

There's An Old Spinning Wheel In The Parlor,

Spinning Dreams Of The Long, Long Ago.

Spinning Dreams Of An Old Fashioned Garden,

And A Maid With Her Old Fashioned Beau,

Sometimes It Seems That I Can Hear Her In The Twilight

At The Organ Softly Singing "Old Black Joe."

There's An Old Spinning Wheel In The Parlor,

Spinning Dreams Of The Long, Long A Go.



(verse)

Turn Back The Years Of My Childhood

As You Turn, Old Spinning Wheel.

Just Show Me A Lane With A Barefoot Boy,

As Shadows Softly Steal:



(repeat Refrain)