She’s quiet, though,
Not much t’ say.
She goes right on
A-doin’ things,
An’ sometimes laughs,
Er even sings.
She says she don’t
Feel extry well,
But then it’s just
A kind o’ spell;
She’s quiet, though,
Not much t’ say.
She goes right on
A-doin’ things,
An’ sometimes laughs,
Er even sings.
She says she don’t
Feel extry well,
But then it’s just
A kind o’ spell;