Stephen Collins Foster (July 4, 1826 – January 13, 1864), known as the "fat… Read Full Bio ↴Stephen Collins Foster (July 4, 1826 – January 13, 1864), known as the "father of American music", was the pre-eminent songwriter in the United States of the 19th century.
His songs — such as "Oh! Susanna", "Camptown Races", "Old Folks at Home" ("Swanee River"), "Hard Times Come Again No More", "My Old Kentucky Home", "Old Black Joe", "Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair", and "Beautiful Dreamer" — remain popular over 150 years after their composition.
His songs — such as "Oh! Susanna", "Camptown Races", "Old Folks at Home" ("Swanee River"), "Hard Times Come Again No More", "My Old Kentucky Home", "Old Black Joe", "Jeanie with the Light Brown Hair", and "Beautiful Dreamer" — remain popular over 150 years after their composition.
Nelly Bly
Stephen C. Foster Lyrics
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Jennifer Ivester Nelly Bly Chorus Hi, Nelly! Ho Nelly! Listen, love, to me I…
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Hard Times Come Again No More Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many…
Oh! Susanna I come from clabama With my banjo on my knee…
Susanna I come from clabama With my banjo on my knee…
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Monica's List
This is really good!!! ❤
DefaultWrestler
I love how much fun they're having :)
seu radu
Beautiful ! Thank you !
Patricia Martin
Beautiful. Great enunciation.
Him-Man
Fantastic ☺️
Vito Scaletta
The best version
Kaushik M Mahadevan
Nelly Bly! Nelly Bly!
Bring de broom along,
We’ll sweep de kitchen clean, my dear,
And hab a little song.
Poke de wood, my lady lub,
And make de fire burn,
And while I take de banjo down,
Just gib de mush a turn.
Chorus:
Heigh! Nelly, Ho! Nelly,
listen lub to me,
I’ll sing for you, play for you,
a dulcem melody.
Nelly Bly hab a voice
like de turtle dove,
I hears it in de meadow
and I hears it in de grove.
Nelly Bly hab a heart
warm as cup of tea,
And bigger dan de sweet potato
down in Tennessee.
Chorus
Nelly Bly shuts her eye
when she goes to sleep,
When she wakens up again
her eyeballs gin to peep.
De way she walks, she lifts her foot,
and den she brings it down,
And when it lights der’s music dah
in dat part of de town.
Chorus
Nellly Bly! Nelly Bly!
Nebber, nebber sigh,
Nebber bring de teardrop to
de corner ob your eye,
For de pie is made ob punkins
and de mush is made ob corn,
And der’s corn and punkins plenty lub
a lyin in de barn.
Chorus
Pennarun Charlotte
Who was the real Nellie Bly ? I already know Elisabeth Jane Cochrane . Thanks in advance :)