NELLY BLY
ROBERT SHAW CHORALE
SONGWRITER: STEPHEN FOSTER
COUNTRY: U. S. A.
ALBUM: THE MANY MOODS OF
CHRISTMAS
LABEL: RCA VICTOR
GENRE: BALLADS
YEAR: 1850/2011
Stephen Collins Foster was born on July 4,
1826, in Lawrenceville, Pennsylvania. He was a composer and lyricist who wrote
over 200 songs in his lifetime. Some of his most famous works include “Oh!
Susanna”, “Camptown Races,” and “My Old Kentucky Home.” Foster died on January
13, 1864, at the age of 37. He was very successful in selling his music to
various sheet music publishers throughout his career. Stephen Foster was the
first fully professional U.S.
Nelly Bly is a love song written by Stephen
Foster about a young woman in love with a sailor. The song was published in
1850 and was very popular at the time. It describes the young woman’s longing
for her sailor lover and sadness when he is away at sea. The lyrics are about
as classic Stephen Foster as you can get.
Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly!
Bring the broom along,
We’ll sweep the kitchen clean, my dear,
And have a little song.
Poke the wood, my lady love
And make the fire burn,
And while I take the banjo down,
Just
give the mush a turn.
Chorus: Hey, Nelly! Ho Nelly!
Listen, love, to me,
I’ll sing for you and play for you
A dulcem melody.
Nelly Bly has a voice
Like a turtle dove,
I hear it in the meadow
And I hear it in the grove.
Nelly Bly has a heart
Warm as a cup of tea,
And bigger than the sweet potatoes
Down in Tennessee.
Chorus: Hey, Nelly! Ho Nelly!
Listen, love, to me,
I’ll sing for you and play for you
A dulcem melody.
Nelly Bly shuts her eye
When she goes to sleep.
When she wakens up again
Her eyeballs start to peep.
The way she walks, she lifts her foot,
And then she bumps it down;
And when it lights, there’s music there
In that part of the town.
Chorus: Hey, Nelly! Ho Nelly!
Listen, love, to me,
I’ll sing for you and play for you
A dulcem melody.
Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly!
Never, never sigh;
Never bring the tear drop
To the corner of your eye.
For the pie is made of pumpkins
And the mush is made of corn,
And there’s corn and pumpkins plenty,
love,
A-lyin’ in the barn.
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