Show A Neighborly Call Lyddy Spencer’s quiltin’— my but it was great! All the best society a streakin’ through the gate Squire Benson’s widder in a bran new bombazeen Both them scrawny Myers girls with bunnets trimmed in green Wonder Lyddy’d ask ’em when you know she hates ’em so Mighty pleasant quiltin’— such a shame you couldn’t go quiltin’— how Spencer’s Lyddy them tongues did fly ! Couldn’t tell you half they said even if I’d try Mrs Brown’s a squanderin’ every cent her husband makes Both them beaus of Mary Ann’s is jest a pair of rakes Lyddy got to tellin’ how she made her biscuit dough Mighty lively quiltin’ — such a shame you couldn’t go Lyddy Spencer’s quiltin— splendid things to eat Like to know from Lyddy how she makes them pickles sweet Marmalade an doughnuts would a melted in your mouth All o’ Lyddy’s sugar corn is firin’ with the drouth Seems too bad we can’t get rain now we need it so:— No we clean forgot the quiltin’ — well goodbye I’ve got to go |