The Old Spinning Wheel Songtext
von Patti Page

There′s an old spinning wheel in the parlor
Spinning dreams of the love, 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
And The organ softly singin' "Old Black Joe"
There′s an old spinning wheel in the parlor
Spinning dreams, of the love, long ago

Sometimes, it seems that I can hear her in the twilight
At the piano, softly singin', "Old Black Joe"
There's an old spinning wheel in the parlor
Spinning dreams of the love, long ago

Spinning dreams of the love, long ago
Spinning dreams of the love, long ago
Spinning dreams of long ago