Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/The Quilting
THE QUILTING
DOLLY sits a-quilting by her mother, stich by stich,Gracious, how my pulses throb, how my fingers itch,While I note her dainty waist and her slender hand,As she matches this and that, she stitches strand by strand.And I long to tell her Life's a quilt and I'm a patch;Love will do the stitching if she'll only be my match.