Nellie Dean by Gertie Gitana Lyrics

There's an old mill by the stream, Nellie Dean
Where we used to sit and dream, Nellie Dean
And the waters as they flow
Seem to murmur sweet and low
You are my heart's desire
I love you, Nellie Dean

At the old mill stream I'm dreaming, Nellie Dean
Dreaming of your bright eyes gleaming, Nellie Dean
As they used to fondly glow
When we sat there long ago
Listening to the waters flow, Nellie Dean

I can hear the robins singing, Nellie Dean
Sweetest recollections ringing, Nellie Dean
For they seem to sing of you
With your tender eyes of blue
For I know they miss you too, Nellie Dean

There's an old mill by the stream, Nellie Dean
Where we used to sit and dream, Nellie Dean
And the waters as they flow
Seem to murmur sweet and low
You are my heart's desire
I love you, Nellie Dean