Old spinning wheel

(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)