The Careful Old Lady
The Careful Old Lady The old lady sat in her rocking chair Darn, darn, darn; The fire was bright, and the night was fair, Darn, darn, darn; The stocking was old, and heel was worn, But he was well furnished with needle and yarn And well she knew how the heel to turn; Darn, darn, darn. She sat in her chair from morn till night, Darn, darn, darn; And still her eye was watchful and bright, Darn, darn, darn; For well she used her needle to ply. And every hole in a stocking could spy, And to mend it faithfully she would try, Durn, darn, darn. Young ladies, if ever you hope to be wives, Darn, darn, darn; For many a call will you have in your lives To darn, darn, darn; Would you keep your children neat and clean? Would you save their toes from frost-bites keen? Then never believe that darning is mean, But darn, darn, darn
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