Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow/The Quilting
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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.
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.